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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Willy PaulIs the name of our villiage idiot.
Hes always seen about Magherafelt, Co. Derry in his long dark overcoat, trousers and policeman's hat, and until recently with his dog with a profanity for a name. He never visits the town without his trusty 3L bottle of Co-op brand "strong white cider"
When he's particularly drunk he starts pretending to be a policeman (he even has a pretend CB radio), directing traffic and annoying anyone who is stupid enough to talk back to him. He also enjoys dropping his trousers on the odd occasion.
He's usually arrested by our kind police force (yeah right) around christmas so that he gets a christmas dinner.
If there is a reason to come to Magherafelt, he is it.
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:14, Reply)
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