cuckoo
Across the road from me lived a woman in her late 40's who lived alone, when i was younger we used to call her the witch.
The witch used to come out and randomly scream at us when were all just sat down chatting, we weren't being overly loud or anything like that. It was just completely out of nowhere. I brought this up with my mum one day and asked why she did it. My mum then explained to me that the womans daughter had been sectioned and that the woman also suffered problems but not severe enough to be sectioned.
So from then on she was known as cuckoo.

A couple of years later cuckoo began to go crazy (well crazier). She would go to the field at the back of her house or into her front garden, lie down and pretend to be dead.
This usually consisted of her lying really still on the grass and when being asked by concerned neighbours if she was ok she'd reply
"I'M DEAD! CALL THE AMBULANCE!!".

At first people were slightly concerned. Then it just became the usual in our street. she'd usually be met with
"of course you are, now lets go get you a cup of tea"
to which she'd usually get back up again. She developed a lot of new tricks too, phoning the police telling them there was someone
in her house and when they'd arrive would say
"yeah there is... me!".

Phoning the fire brigade saying something was on fire.... she'd turned the fire in her living room on.
Eventually something had to be done, so she was sectioned.

I miss her to be honest, our street was more exciting than a soap when she was at the height of her crazyness.
Whenever i'm home i always expect to see her lying in the front garden pretending to be dead.

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(stitched, Wed 7 Oct 2009, 22:16, 1 reply)

Keep up Tradition
Sounds to me like you should lie out in your garden pretending to be dead once in a while....
(danalan Pretty good, for an amateur., Thu 8 Oct 2009, 6:58, closed)