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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Some old lady...A bit late with the reply, so probably won't get on the best page (although it deserves to). On my way to high school, I walked past a house, in which lived an old lady, who sat still at her window watching all the kids go to school, and she was also there on the way home. Not that unusual, you might say, but we still called her a witch gave her loads of shit.
Anyway, one time, I was walking back to a friends house, and there she was, stood outside her house holding a sponge, speaking into it like a radio asking for back-up because somebody had dropped litter outside her house! We thought best of saying anything abusive to her, in case it really was a disguised radio. Or maybe it was because we were good boys... yeah, we'll go with the second one.
(, Wed 22 Sep 2004, 13:04, Reply)
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