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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We have a neighbour whose flat
overlooks our garden.
He's convinced he's being persecuted by the police and gassed through his light fittings. So far he's ripped down most of the ceiling in his flat to find the source of the gas that makes him all hot and sticky at night most summers...
He's clearly got real problems, but he plays damn good music most days, so we put up with the odd day of ranting wierdness.
( , Sat 18 Sep 2004, 10:09, Reply)
overlooks our garden.
He's convinced he's being persecuted by the police and gassed through his light fittings. So far he's ripped down most of the ceiling in his flat to find the source of the gas that makes him all hot and sticky at night most summers...
He's clearly got real problems, but he plays damn good music most days, so we put up with the odd day of ranting wierdness.
( , Sat 18 Sep 2004, 10:09, Reply)
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