Local nutters/eccentrics

[waterloo blue]

First one springs to mind is Jonny Rocco,he could turn up anywhere and cause a scene.
Two old west indian boys who played the banjo in Ashton precinct,they had a very limited repertoire,and cost me my Saturday job when I refused to ask them to move from outside the shop I worked in.
There was an old woman on Stockport Rd. in Ashton who used to scream at the cars,I later found out her only son was run over and killed and that tipped her over the edge.
She scared me witless,when I was five.
An old boy who wandered around Piccadilly gardens wearing cricket pads in the early eighties,saw him on my way into work.

 

[peoffrey]

Marc Bolan Busker outside Boots on Market Street? He can't sing and he can't play the guitar but it doesn't stop him trying.

 

[levets]

'Cat Lizzie' and 'Foreign coin Fred' in Oldham in the 70's...

 

[MCFC-alan88]

Crazy Crack Head outside the bus station in MCC. Black guy with a guitar that usually had one string with a huge picture of Madonna on the back of it. Never gave him money, but frequently bought him guitar strings. God forbid anyone say anything bad about her though and it was like WW3 was about to break out.

 

[Barcon]

Alan the bin man in Failsworth, he used to kick the bins back up the drive screaming and shouting at them (I think he lived in Woodhouses). Lurch at the Roxy on Oldham rd. fucking weirdo that seemed to love upsetting little kids at the matinee.

 

[salford blue 62]

city kev,that brought back memories about the inn of good hope,...vinegar vera anyone ?<br /><br />-- Thu Aug 29, 2013 1:59 pm --<br /><br />sorry just seen the earlier post re vinegar,does anyone remember the big black guy in city ctre, in the bus conductors uniform and plastic microphone belting out songs ?

 

[GaudinosWheels]

There's a bloke in his 60's or 70's who walks from Oldham to Ashton and back over and over again. Always wears the same green duffel coat with the hood up, even in the hottest of weather.

Looks a bit like the bloke from he film 'Up', carries a shopping bag on wheels if I remember right. Clearly homeless and can often be seen at the up near the Huddersfield Road end of what used to be Mumps roundabout.

Also, late 80's early 90's in New Moston there was an old fella simply known as 'Sam' who appeared to walk the streets making bizarre coughing/choking/screeching noises. Used to be able to hear him all hours of the day and night.

 

[BWTAC]

city kev,that brought back memories about the inn of good hope,...vinegar vera anyone ?

-- Thu Aug 29, 2013 1:59 pm --

sorry just seen the earlier post re vinegar,does anyone remember the big black guy in city ctre, in the bus conductors uniform and plastic microphone belting out songs ?

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.

 

[BlueSniffer]

The old boy known as paddy, causing mahem with his bike on stockport rd levenshulme in the 80's. He lost the plot after his wife died, and took it out on the traffic.

Thats just brought back some memories.........he used to knock about on Matthews Lane giving the V's to passing cars. Total nutter.

 

[levets]

There's a bloke in his 60's or 70's who walks from Oldham to Ashton and back over and over again. Always wears the same green duffel coat with the hood up, even in the hottest of weather.

Looks a bit like the bloke from he film 'Up', carries a shopping bag on wheels if I remember right. Clearly homeless and can often be seen at the up near the Huddersfield Road end of what used to be Mumps roundabout.

Also, late 80's early 90's in New Moston there was an old fella simply known as 'Sam' who appeared to walk the streets making bizarre coughing/choking/screeching noises. Used to be able to hear him all hours of the day and night.

Clearly homeless and can often be seen at the up near the Huddersfield Road end of what used to be Mumps roundabout.

See him regularly, corner of Hudds road and Cross street near the Fiat dealers... Somebody told me he is from a very wealthy background but ended up like that due to family feuds...

 

[GaudinosWheels]

See him regularly, corner of Hudds road and Cross street near the Fiat dealers... Somebody told me he is from a very wealthy background but ended up like that due to family feuds...[/quote]

Yeah that does ring a bell, I've heard about a row with his sister or something. No idea where he sleeps, only ever see him on his way through Oldham.

 

[Fat Chance]

Haha, Johnny Rocco is on that list, we used to frequent The Napolean in Openshaw late 80's early 90's on a Friday afternoon for the strippers and he was always in there. Proper full of shit he was, but funny to watch him, Rocco the Cocco, brings back memories that Rasc.

Johnny also used to go in the Feathers in Ashton, your right he was full of shit but he was funny.

Johnny went everywhere. Well known for his friendship with frank sinatra, in fact he called him one night from the pub phone demanding the 1k frank owed him.

He entered a boozer i was in early doors on the new rd dressed in pin-stripe three-piece suit, spatz, red tie, trilby, trench coat with a briefcase handcuffed to his wrist, on the briefcase was stencilled $10,000. Apparently he was meeting the boys (Frank, Sammy Davis and Dean Martin) at the airport for a drink, he ordered a pint and necked the first three quarters sharpish whilst conspiratorially palming the barmaid something, she put the scream up and shown the locals the 3 be 2 offcut section of wood he'd tried to use to pay for the beer (written in pencil on one facsia was 'a chip of the old block'). The barmaid was screaming enuf to distract him whilst one of the locals was into the briefcase and emerged from the sneak along the floor with the contents...porno mags. Next news rocko was playing piggy in the middle and he was putting contracts out on people, he finally snapped and pulled a gun out of his leather trench coat and let one off.....kin pub cleared (startin pistol), that was it, too much for me, from where i was stood i could see the newly appointed landlord (mortified/think Roy Kinnear) the beer i'd been drinking come flooding out of me eyes/nose. Top night.

 

[zandvoort blue]

A postt upstairs in the Daft Donald thread gave this link to some Manc based nutters/eccentrics

<a class="postlink" href="http://www.freewebs.com/locallegend/manchesternorth.htm" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.freewebs.com/locallegend/manchesternorth.htm</a>

Who are you local nutters/eccentrics?


In Cheadle we had Andy the Kraut, a window cleaner who after a few beers would suddenly become German and goosestep about playing Deutschland uber alles on his accordian and crazy Jane whose sexual desires were well known. My mate shagged her and afterwards she threatened to cut his cock off whilst wielding a kitchen knife if he didnt get hard again.


We also had Mad Malc, he would only speak in a John Cooper Clark poem way. Probs a mad genius him.

Cheers Rasc, I`ve got this website favourited and visit it for updates. I remember Deaf Punk from Alty mentioned on that site. Roughly the same age as me. In the late 70s always turned up at school kid house parties with his big bottle of strongbow. He fine tuned his intimidating persona from a very early age.

 

[Deleted member 52846]

There's a complete nutter round here, keeps posting about how Spurs are somehow the best team in footballing history and feels that we, as City fans, give a fucking shit.

He won't read this thread so I can safely say the man is a fucking deluded ****.

If he is, then THFC01612286262, you deluded ****.

That's my phone number!

 

[mcfc_ms]

Not seen dancing Steve in Newton for a bit. Used to see him all the time

I remember him sat on a deckchair with a 6ft teddy bear outside the co-op. Then dancing away

 

[Dogtanian]

There used to be a guy called Bruno in Bury,he used to stand outside Vibes with a bottle of cider playing air guitar,not seen him for years.

Also there was a tin can man,he used to travel everywhere with bags and bags of empty drink cans, don't see him anymore.

 

[zandvoort blue]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NlqGIJmELI[/youtube]

Also from that site Market Dave......a true legend who used to collect cardboard boxes all over Altrincham/Broadheath.

 

[Deleted member 52846]

Around Woodhouse Park in Wythenshawe there's a woman that walks up and down the road all day goin from lamppost to lamppost, crosses the road, does a 360, crosses the road again, back to a lamppost, walks around it and walks back up the road...she does this all day.

Market Dave, the rag'n'bone man from Altrincham, was always a mad bastard. Used to walk around the streets of Altrincham and Timperley shouting "WWWOOOOOAAAAAHHH!" with his truck. When I was a kid I walked past him once and he nodded at me, so I said "alright mate?!" and he replied "I'm not your fucking mate!" - I was only about nine!
Things started going downhill when this happened to his truck:

But a few years ago he was attacked by some dick and seriously hurt and I've not seen him around for ages.

 

[Pellegrini59]

Market Dave used to walk around Altrincham market collecting cardboard and whooping and making noises like chewbacca. One time I saw him pull a plant out of a plantpot and drop it into the wine glass of a lady sat outside the Belgian beer gaff. He stood there laughing and pointing at her face.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02lw5qIMR-M[/youtube]

 

[block128]

Also, late 80's early 90's in New Moston there was an old fella simply known as 'Sam' who appeared to walk the streets making bizarre coughing/choking/screeching noises. Used to be able to hear him all hours of the day and night.

I remember Sam.

He used to go in Hollingsworth bakers (and other shops)on hollinwood ave and get free stuff so he would fuck off out of the shop.

Betty in the keen spot shop didn't take any shit of him though, he could barely get whoooooooop out , never mind his follow up doooooooo before he was told to shut it and move on.

I used to knock his flat cap off when I rode past him on my bike and shout roll us yer cap grandad.

A bit cruel I know, but I was 12.