Local nutters/eccentrics

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
 
Sir peace frog said:
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
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Yeh I used to see her all the time. Used to wonder what the fuck she was doin, then someone told me she had a breakdown or something when her child died as a baby. Don’t know if that was true or not, but sad if it is true
 
We were talking last night about a lad called colin who used to stand at gatley lights telling passing cars to “fuck off”. Pair of jogging bottoms pulled up to his chest.
We would drive round in circles just to get a FUCK OFF off him . He’d stare at your car waving 2 fingers until you were out of view

Love a local nutter
 
When i lived on Hillock Estate in whitefield in the 80s there was this lad we called Mad Alan, he looked scary as fuck and looking back there was probably something wrong with him.
He used to chase after us all the time though we did shout and goad him.
Also there was a dog on the estate called Spike, a big white bull mastiff that was off it's box, it bit a few of us and we probably deserved it but we used to be on the garages shouting down to it and it was going mental.
 
In Chorley where I now reside, we have had two. One is a jogger who hula hoops whilst jogging. Looks very strange. We also had the Asda dancer who just used to stand at the crossroads and dance on his own for hours. Not seen him for a while. Both local legends
 
When I was a kid and played cricket for Werneth there was a nutter who wandered round that area and Coppice part of Oldham who was known as Harold Wilson. Shout that out at him and he would go mental. Otherwise, completely silent man.
 
Back in the 90s I lived in a village just outside Burton Upon Trent. The local nutter was a bloke called Donkey Morris. You’d see him going up and down the main road pulling a huge trailer behind him with loads of wood and tools on it. He’d also dig, over the course of weeks, massive holes in the fields, then full them in again. The bloke had the strength and stamina of 10
men. He was totally harmless and the local farmers just let him get on with it.
 
There is man, probably in his mid 50s gets on buses from Ashton normally the no7 or 216 stays on the full trip and argues with himself, calling out the police, coucil, aocialists, tories, teachers, doctors etc he tend to get more sweary as the journey goes on and as boundries change criticism of the area passing through gets added (Tamesides full of crackheads, gortons full of theives etc etc)

he never interacts with anyone else or kicks off and everyone just ignores his ramblings
 
There used to be an Asian Woman on the 86 Bus from Chorlron to Manchester
Who would preach at the top of her voice
She frightened the kids to death
 
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