senile insanitary sailor
he is no longer my next-door neighbour, but he was for many years when i was younger.
mr fulford.

he was always very kind, but as the years went by he got more and more senile.
mostly it was harmless stuff, like playing his fandango music far too loud at inappropriate times.
he also hung up saucepans and seaweed on the front of his house. and a plaque, indicating that his house was now called "journey's end".

but it got really bad when his toilet broke.
now he didn't really have any family to care for him in his old age, and he was by this time far too crazy to be able to sort it out for himself. so the toilet stayed broken.
he took to pissing out of the first floor window on occasions.

my mum was one day woken at about 4 in the morning by a sloshing sound. she found it to be mr fulford tipping a bucket of piss into the drain on the road. this did seem more sensible than pissing out of the window.

but then he became a bit more unruly with it. tipping it all over the pavement (the weeds never grew outside our house...)
and then on at least one occasion he was seen sloshing a bucket of piss all over the front door of a neighbour across the road. we never told them.

he passed away peacefully not long after.
it's rather sad: i'm sure if he'd had people to care for him he'd have been alright.
as it was, he was really quite terrifying.
(moik, Thu 25 Aug 2005, 21:57, Reply)