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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Bucket Man
Once I was walking to get my lift to work via Boscombe, near Bournemouth - walking up one side of a small road bridge.
Suddenly, over the brow, came someone on a pushbike, with an old silver metal bucket on their head with a slit cut out so they could see!
I asked a woman nearby "Did I just see what I thought I saw!?" and she said "Oh, that's just Bucket Man". Apparently someone with a severe phobia of sunlight (due to a skin condition, though that might be myth). The bucket was real enough.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 17:00, Reply)
Once I was walking to get my lift to work via Boscombe, near Bournemouth - walking up one side of a small road bridge.
Suddenly, over the brow, came someone on a pushbike, with an old silver metal bucket on their head with a slit cut out so they could see!
I asked a woman nearby "Did I just see what I thought I saw!?" and she said "Oh, that's just Bucket Man". Apparently someone with a severe phobia of sunlight (due to a skin condition, though that might be myth). The bucket was real enough.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 17:00, Reply)
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