
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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who plays the fiddle outside a textbook store right off campus. Some of the music students will stand out there *with him* and form a little 3 or 4-person band.
Another guy: too old to be a student and much too dirty to be a teacher. I'm walking through the tunnel and he looks right *at* me, like he knows me, and says, "Sometimes, it doesn't work out the way you want it to." Not funny, just kind of strange.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 19:15, Reply)
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