You know the ones. Not the axe murderers/serial rapists. But The gifts that the care in the community programme has delivered onto our city streets. The ones that brighten up all our lives with their white-lightning fuelled eccentric behavior
We've had this thread before a while back. I thought it was worth revisiting as 'Woman who shouts at buses' has been superceded.
My new favourite nutter stands on Oxford Road and brightens up everyones morning by loudly singing a full repertoire of Christmas carols, as the June sun/rain beats down on his baldy head. All dressed in red too. Bless him
Your nominations please




