Peepy Peepy and Jesus Creepers
Peepy Peepy lives opposite my parent’s house.

Peepy Peepy has never aged in the past 30 years my parents have lived there.

His bungalow hasn’t seen a lick of paint or duster for the same amount of time, but he has two immaculately kept classic 70s cars. It actually seems as though he is trapped in some sort of 70s feedback loop, as his clothes have never changed either.

He has never spoken and used to live with his mum who lived to about 120 (she just disappeared one day), who was the arch-curtain twitcher, hence the Peepy Peepy moniker. She also used to scream and shake her hands at us if we were playing football in the street.

As a child, he was a terrifying character, some sort of Norman Bates-esque nightmare. God only knows what he did with his mother.

Of course, being much older and objective, it’s quite a sad story. He was a social outcast with little or no personable skills and when his father died, had to take care of his mother until she passed away. I guess he clung on to the things that had most meaning and normality for him, like his cars and the way the house used to be.


Jesus Creepers

Lived further up my parent’s road. This was a clear case of someone with Asperger’s syndrome, left to their own devices by the council once his father had died.

Another sad story really. As a child he was this tall (6’9) gangly beast, whose beard continued to grow until he was finally taken into care and terrified the shite out of me.

People used to watch out in the street for him, as if cornered, you’d spend the next hour or so talking about Formula One, which he loved, and other mundane stuff until your eyes bled and your mouth dried up quicker than a blob of spit in the Sahara.

I guess he just wanted someone to talk to. Which makes me feel tragically sad.
(Deskbound You insignificant speck of dust, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 15:38, 2 replies)

It seems clear that it would be difficult to practise your social skills
when no-one will talk to you. Talk to a weirdo a day, and help them learn to be less wierd! If we all did it, think of the benefits!
(haberman is singing in the changes, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 16:14, closed)

Peepy Peepy = Boo Radley

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 16:39, closed)