Local NuttersEverywhere in the world has its fair share of deranged people. I grew up in Wolverhampton and remember the Polish tramp who lived in a tent on the roundabout. Legend had it that his coat was stuffed with cash. More recently I notice the guy who spends his day pushing a trolley round Camden Sainsburys shouting, "Best of luck!". Constantly. Tell us about your local nutters. Points for details. Extra points for photos.
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rob You should follow me http://twitter.com/robmanuel, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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In Silsden, West YorkshireThe man who lived opposite my Gran and Grandad used to paint his car with nescafe all Saturday Morning (he had a Morris Marina), then in the afternoon he would go shopping in the village wearing a kilt, string vest and lipstick. In later years he went for tweed. He had also tartan shopper on wheels. I am not sure what he was buying. Must have been good.
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Sam, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 16:17,
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