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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Devon NutterThere used to be a guy who walked the streets of the hellhole that is Newton Abbot. His name was Gordon (now sadly deceased I believe). He would always be happy to provide entertainment to us when we were skiving from school. He was your typical common or garden nutter picking up fag ends, but had a very good repetoire, namely his dance, and his owl impression. Everytime we saw him (which was most days) he would tell us he had just had 4 teeth out at the dentist (and proceed to show us the "gaps" in his incredibly smelly mouth), and then would give us the sad news that his brother had died yesterday on the railways. Although very odd, he seemed harmless enough and never tried to bum us or anything.
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 0:12, Reply)
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