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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I once taunted a giant Gerry Adams lookalike bible bashing wierdy nutterto the point that he punched me in the face and then chased me around Richmond accusing me of having stolen his bag. I think it was me saying to him "I shagged my father" that really riled him up.
Eventually he found me in a pub, dragged me across the floor by the hair, and then called the police in an effort to get "his" bag (i.e. my bag) back.
The cops drove him off. I wouldn't say it was a life-changing experience, but it was quite funny at the time.
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dr_fonz, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:15,
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