Local Nutters
Everywhere 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.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
Everywhere 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.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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Ive got an old bloke called Sam who is a local celebrity
he is actually nuts, so If you dont find disabled people a laughing matter please skip this.
Hes usually walking down the high street in Stony Stratford, Bible in hand, singing rule brittania, or some hymn. When I say sing, I mean shout, in the fact you can hear him coming about 30 odd seconds before you actually see him.
More shockingly, he has been often sighted walking through our picturesque country village with his shrivelled penis hanging out of his flies. This added to the bucketloads of "dribble" down his lapel, adds up to creating a rather disturbing site.
I thought he was dead for a couple of years, but he's just started reappearing recently. Good old sam.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 18:55, Reply)
he is actually nuts, so If you dont find disabled people a laughing matter please skip this.
Hes usually walking down the high street in Stony Stratford, Bible in hand, singing rule brittania, or some hymn. When I say sing, I mean shout, in the fact you can hear him coming about 30 odd seconds before you actually see him.
More shockingly, he has been often sighted walking through our picturesque country village with his shrivelled penis hanging out of his flies. This added to the bucketloads of "dribble" down his lapel, adds up to creating a rather disturbing site.
I thought he was dead for a couple of years, but he's just started reappearing recently. Good old sam.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 18:55, Reply)
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