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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Ho humThere used to be a guy that walked along the road outside our house carrying fox gloves and muttering to himself.
I always thought he was just into horticulture. I was warned 'not to go out on my bike when he was around'. Presumably for fear of him aggrivating my hayfever or curing my heart problem.
I know they are poisonous if you get an overdose of the toxins, but it would have been a nice image, him chasing me down the road waving a bunchful at me.
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just a man sitting on a chair eating a biscuit, Sun 19 Sep 2004, 12:28,
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