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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Before my time, obviously
But here we had a local legend known as Camberley Kate, mentioned here on a shitty local history site. Also, have a lovely photo to illustrate. Apparently the smell was delightful.
Edit: Oh yes, and I was followed round Farnborough the other week by an elderley gent telling rude and suggestive nun jokes. Thinking about it, that may have been a police matter.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:04, Reply)
But here we had a local legend known as Camberley Kate, mentioned here on a shitty local history site. Also, have a lovely photo to illustrate. Apparently the smell was delightful.
Edit: Oh yes, and I was followed round Farnborough the other week by an elderley gent telling rude and suggestive nun jokes. Thinking about it, that may have been a police matter.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:04, Reply)
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