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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Jesus touched me......While I was doing work experience at school I had to get the bus into Stockport every day, and there was this guy (presumably a nutter (or someone with a huge sense of humour)) who used to get on.
To cut it short he thought he was Jesus, and was always dressed like you'd imagine Jesus in any picture long white/grey robe, no shoes, thing made of plants on his head.
There was this group of scallies that used to have a go at him calling him a nutter on the bus, until he held out his hand waved it across the lads face and said in the most sincere voice I have ever heard 'I forgive you'.
Definately a 'had to be there moment' the scally just went white and got off at the next stop.
(, Tue 21 Sep 2004, 16:11, Reply)
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