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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I live right next door to a mad, old Russian
who drinks huge glassfuls of vodka with every meal, and spends most of his free time screaming at either:
a) his wife, or
b) squirrels
Usually it's squirrels. Sometimes he throws stuff at them, but he's very freindly and harmless, provided you're not a squirrel.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 21:28, Reply)
who drinks huge glassfuls of vodka with every meal, and spends most of his free time screaming at either:
a) his wife, or
b) squirrels
Usually it's squirrels. Sometimes he throws stuff at them, but he's very freindly and harmless, provided you're not a squirrel.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 21:28, Reply)
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