Remembered Another
Anyone who travels on buses in Newport will know of Crazy Val. A large, ageing Welsh woman who sounds remarkably like Mrs Doubtfire (but, erm, Welsh).
Anyhoo, Val will talk to literally ANYONE and is known by all of the drivers due to the fact that she travels the buses back and forth all day, every day, only pausing to find some form of junk food.

My first experience with her occured when innocently waiting at the busstop listening to my iPod and then to suddenly have 'Lovecats' interrupted by her talking to me.

Val: 'Scuse me, love, are you a uni student?
Me: Yes, yes i am. Why do you ask?
Val: I just thought i'd tell you that there's loads of good sweet shops up near there

I then found my journey soundtracked by Val's favourite sweets for 20 minutes. Twas a relief when my stop approached and I could make a swift exit.

It didn't end there though, that was just the beginning. She chatted to me again (about where to get the best sweets) when I was with my lovely girlfriend, who she has now decided to stalk as well. Scary Shit.

After a year and a half of this, I can bear it. Val is harmless and just a bit lonely so I feel that i'm doing a good deed by listening to her ramblings, even though I just nod and agree with her.

She still freaks my girlfriend out but I don't mind, I know where the best sweet shops are.
(WillyNilly SillyBilly, Sun 3 Feb 2008, 14:03, Reply)