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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Odd Ball...I grew up in the backwards town of Newton Abbot in Devon. Every Friday whilst out on the usual pub crawl we would see this bizzare looking little fella. He was about 4ft 8" with thick specks and always wore a checked shirt and sleeveless jacket thing (I forget the technical term for one of these), but he would always "shoot" passers by with his forefinger. He had a habbit of standing outside the pub window trying to make eye contact with patrons so he could continue to gun them down. Strange man, mostly harmless I beleive.
(, Mon 20 Sep 2004, 21:38, Reply)
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