Brighton, Sussex
Whilst on the first date with my now wife, we were walking down Western Road from Hove towards Brighton itself.
She was telling me a bit about Brighton and how it definitely has some odd characters in it. I have lived in a few places and knew that most cities had people like that so didn't give it too much thought.

Not 60 seconds later we passed him.

He was very scruffy looking, with greasy unkempt hair down to the upper part of his back. A large beard that was long rather that wide. He must have been wearing at least 7 or 8 layers of shirts/coats of which 2 or 3 were long covering up his trousers (couldn't tell you if there were more than the 1 pair though)

The clincher, though, was the 9 foot solid wood crucifix he was dragging over his shoulder.

After we had past him, I looked at the (now) wife and got one of those "I told you so" looks that I have grown to love/hate/ignore.

(BTW, I know it's Easter and this sounds made up, but it ain't!)
(FUXTIX Not my words, Carol, Mon 25 Apr 2011, 21:24, Reply)