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When we was little kids we had an old boy lived by us

Big grey beard bow legs about 4 foot high

He always carried a bugle

I have seen times when he's has 30 kids running from one end of street to the other to the perfect sound

Of the cavalry charge

The kids loved him

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there used to be a old chap in Clevedon by the name of bob trapnell he was the ultimate recycler hed go around collecting everything and anything and what he couldn t recycle he would store at his hou

Ditch Shitter   Cheers, D.

I was always told if you were nuts and had money you were eccentric and if you were nuts and were poor you were the village idiot !

Ain't times changed every street had a strange bloke every body knew

The place was always better for him being there

Now you get a strange bloke in the street there's a real risk

He's a relocated pedo or some other undesirable

that's very true but I think a lot of them when I was a kid had shell shock from the war ,I allways remember one old fella that used to stand outside allday in allsorts of weather and salute to every passing car, allways felt sorry for him

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We got a Pakistani round here goes round on a bike with a complete highland outfit kilt , waistcoat . jacket etc all the youths single him out but he just says Im Scottish which winds them up more :laugh:

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Where I used to live there was this nutty black fella who used to dress up like a circus ringmaster, complete with top hat and long dreads. He was out in all weathers, all day, directing traffic. :laugh:

 

I thought he was a harmless loon, but it later transpired he was a drug dealer and if he was wearing the hat it meant he was holding drugs and if not, he wasn't. He was still mental though.

I remember him, hung around outside the camping shop.

He was a nutter, it can't have done much for passing trade with him hanging aroud.

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In our neighbourhood there was an old fella whose name I won't mention, just in case. He used to ride one of those Puch Maxi scooters ( the ones you could pedal to start or go uphill ?). Problem was that he had a wooden leg - the old type that couldn't bend !

 

There was also Mad Barry, but that's self-explanatory, really.

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My fathers got a cousin now he ain't a complete loon or mad he hasn't lost the plot dresses weird or talks to himself BUT .. You know when there's just something not quit right lol .

I'll give you a few examples ... Right onetime I Went to see him so we're having a chat and he says " I don't know why but my face has been very sore after shaving " I said get yourself some aftershave balm lay on a bit thick and it should soak in . The next day I'm in town working when I stop at a set of lights and he pulls up next to me with what looked like a white father Xmas beard on . I did the old double take only to realise that he'd put so much aftershave balm on it looked like a fecking beard and was driving around like it ? .

There's a ton of similar story's but I can't tell you them all , oh one last one he won the lottery not millions but about a couple of hundred thousand so he tells us he goes to head office to collect the cheque and the bloke asks him is he pleased with winning such a large sum of money and he says to the bloke " do you think I'm poor and ain't got no money " lol I think he thought the man was being a snob , well to be honest I don't know what he did thought lol we can't tell but there you go . The thing is he really ain't short of a few bob but you wouldn't know it to look at him .

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We had 2 real eccentrics lived in the village when I was a kid,one was wild who lived alone in a rundown shack (renovated a few years ago and on the market for 200k)near cox green,he had no electricity whatsoever,he lived with a Labrador and made cash from collecting golf balls and selling the decent ones for 10 pence a ball,he was put into a care home and died when he inserted a screwdriver into a plug socket and electrocuted himself.

The other was Charlie Darby,he lived in a wooden shack under the A19 bridge with a pack of mongrels,no running water or electricity,loads of rumours about him in the village,he used to be the ferryman,rowing people back and forth across the river where the A19 bridge now is,he always wore a suit and waistcoat whatever the weather,he used to tell me about the bodies he pulled from the water and got a small reward for finding,rumours were he put a few in there himself for the cash,he was a mean shot with a catapult,he died years ago alone without a family.

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attachicon.gifimage.jpg Sandy rubber legs used to put the shits up me when I was a kid, he hung around the pier head and to get hot doughnuts ye would have to go past Sandy, would be praying on the bus into town he wasn't about haha atb AT

Ha ha remeber him well. Did you ever remeber Tony Beep Beep, he started off at the Bus Stop on East Prescott road near to Dovecot shops. As well as giving it the thumbs up to passing drivers, he also used to get on every bus that stopped and say hello to the drivers and shake their hands. All the drivers knew him but sometimes you'd get a driver who didn't usually work that route who would be freaked out by him.

He used to ask everyone who was getting on whether he could give their money to the driver......if they let him, he'd pay the driver and then pass the ticket back.

Then he moved down to the Swan, standing on the traffic island at the junction of East Prescot Road and St. Oswald Street, he stood infront of cars and would only let them past once he got his beep beep!

Heard he got ran over a few years ago but recovered.

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There was an old boy who always say on his motor bike on a round about near littlehampton he used to wave and do some kind of body popping break dancing in a pin strip suit and full leather gauntlets

In our village we had wobbly Bob who was a window cleaner but kept falling off the ladder and would often forget to tuck his cock back in after a piss and wondered in the shops with it out on show

Old Charlie who was 90 walked round In a tweed suit with a jar of grass snakes

There was an old boy who used to wrestle bulls as a youth

Nothing like that these days

Still have a bearded lady in Guildford I hear

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