MIA under the 192, RIP amazing characterYes aka the Levenshulme bicycle man when he got down there
MIA under the 192, RIP amazing characterYes aka the Levenshulme bicycle man when he got down there
I know who you mean. She had a some kind of illness but was a nice lady who never did anyone any harm. I think her name was Christine, she lived off Portway and she died suddenly at the beginning of Covid. Very sad.there's a lady used to walk from the wythenshawe area through heald green and beyond, she would walk fast and every lamppost would walk round the post 2/3 times , never knew where she came from or went too, used to see her nearly everyday, haven't seen her for a bit
Yeah he used to go in the old piccadilly records when in the gardens, pestered me a few times in there.Early 90s often used to get accosted by a deaf mute punk guy with full mohican holding a piece of paper saying 30p bus. Used to be around Market st, seen him at a few gigs round this time.
maybe the same fella used to go to the station pub in didsbury on one , must be over 20 years ago I saw him on it he parked it up against the wall thereAnyone ever seen the fella around Parrs Wood/Ladybarn/Burnage who rides around on a penny farthing?
Or the fella in Gorton/Reddish area who has a sea turtle and takes it to the supermarket car park for people to stroke it ?
Billy big hands! we used to bang on the back yard gate to get a chase - he caught my mate once and give him a right twatting didn’t dare tell his dad because he would have got the same again :))))No, you've just become one of them!
I remember Vinegar Vera well, she would be barred from my Dads pub on a regular basis .
Anyone remember Bags? A tramp in Manchester with a huge number of plastic bags full of all manner of shite but he guarded them with his life. Nice bloke though, I used to see him most days on my way to school, got to know him and even later on in my early drinking days in town , I'd bump into him regularly.
He always acknowledged me by name which would cause uproar amongst my mates.
Billy big hands in Salford was another. He was a self appointed glass collector in the pubs on Regent Rd. he'd whip your dregs and down it if you so much as turned your head. On the piss every night for free.
He was outside Sinclairs after the Blackburn promotion game he kept singing all night. Seemed a nice guy.We dragged him around with us on a pub crawl one Saturday afternoon, had a right laugh, he was a nice guy, didn't drink, but kept belting out songs all day for our amusement.
Not sure, but there used to be loads outside Prestwich Mental Hospital doing similar years ago.Are schizophrenics being deliberately targeted?
There was a man who was always dancing on Market Street wherever there was music. He was often with what I assume was African music but he’d be on his own sometimes just working his moves anywhere.