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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Whilst I remember...
Back when I was living in the UK, in my home town there was a nutter called Kenny Cook.
Apparently he'd once been really clever but a bit on the innocent side, and when there were travellers camped outside the town, Kenny hung about and became guinea pig for all their drugs.
So basically he'd had far too much of everything, and can now be found in alleyways rolling around in fits of hysterical laughter or wandering around town trying to scav cigarettes or money for a cup of tea.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 1:41, Reply)
Back when I was living in the UK, in my home town there was a nutter called Kenny Cook.
Apparently he'd once been really clever but a bit on the innocent side, and when there were travellers camped outside the town, Kenny hung about and became guinea pig for all their drugs.
So basically he'd had far too much of everything, and can now be found in alleyways rolling around in fits of hysterical laughter or wandering around town trying to scav cigarettes or money for a cup of tea.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 1:41, Reply)
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