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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scary beggars
in leeds outside the train station (circa 1998/1999) there was this scruffy female beggar early 20's who'd start by asking you for money, then for breakfast and if you kept ignoring her she ask you if you were looking for business. one day my mate replied yes love I am, do you know where the yorkshire post is? at which point she started baa-ing like a sheep.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 1:14, Reply)
in leeds outside the train station (circa 1998/1999) there was this scruffy female beggar early 20's who'd start by asking you for money, then for breakfast and if you kept ignoring her she ask you if you were looking for business. one day my mate replied yes love I am, do you know where the yorkshire post is? at which point she started baa-ing like a sheep.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 1:14, Reply)
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