Local NuttersEverywhere in the world has its fair share of deranged people. I grew up in Wolverhampton and remember the Polish tramp who lived in a tent on the roundabout. Legend had it that his coat was stuffed with cash. More recently I notice the guy who spends his day pushing a trolley round Camden Sainsburys shouting, "Best of luck!". Constantly. Tell us about your local nutters. Points for details. Extra points for photos.
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rob, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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sweaty pig man-as my husband calls him- is based on the number 9 bus out of birmingham around 5.30pm on weeknights. he is heading towards 60 and is very greasy looking and has an air of creepiness. he wears a horrible brown matalan leather jacket in a vain attempt to look "hip" and makes a great show of reading smash hits magazine and wittering on at random about chart music. if he gets anyone's attention he loudly explains in monologue to them how he has lots of "young friends" who think he is "cool" and how he has met kylie/britney/busted backstage and can "GET YOU IN" at their next gig. hes affectionately known to us as sweaty pig man as he is a sweaty, piglike man, much like a classic news of the world front page kiddie fiddler..
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nbby notkins, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 16:49,
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