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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Aunty MargeMy boyfriends dad's aunt is a stranger to reason still abroad on the streets. Highlights from Aunty Marge include:
1) Buying her shoes by the literal size of her feet. She has 10" feet (not a 5,6,7,etc) and goes shoe-shopping with a ruler
2) Carrying a broom about and sweeping up leaves from the street. She will leave equal piles in front of everyone's front gardens for them to clear up.
3) She once found a bag in an alley, washed it and gave it to someone as a present
4) She also gave two cousins a remote controlled car for Christmas. She gave one the car, and one the remote. They didn't even live in the same town.
And my personal favourite- she once gave another cousin a skipping rope for a present. A posh one, with bells in the handles and everything. The drawback? The recipient was in a wheelchair. She had cerebal palsy, and couldn't walk, let alone skip.
Actually I thought about this on the bus the other day and laughed out loud - which must have seemed apropos of nothing to my fellow passengers- thereby making me looking like a nutter in the eyes of others. This is the contagious nutter power of Aunty Marge
*edit- Boyfriend has just informed me that she didn't actually wash the bag before giving it to someone. Class.
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 11:03, Reply)
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