[Glenn A]

Up the road from me we have a man who is about 46, had a very good job, but was sacked from it 18 years ago after messing around his managers too much, and comes into pubs asking people if they reckon a revolution is going to start or will ask people what would happen if the England football team played football in outer space. He is fairly harmless, but is the kind of loon who gets barred regularly from pubs for his insane conversation.

[Chris65757]

Originally Posted by Glenn A

Up the road from me we have a man who is about 46, had a very good job, but was sacked from it 18 years ago after messing around his managers too much, and comes into pubs asking people if they reckon a revolution is going to start or will ask people what would happen if the England football team played football in outer space. He is fairly harmless, but is the kind of loon who gets barred regularly from pubs for his insane conversation.

They'd still get knocked out in the second round.

[Rain Cloud]

Originally Posted by GlassBalloon

I worked in my local chipper when I was 16, and there was a man who'd come in at least 4-5 times a day without fail, ordering the same cheeseburger every time. We called him the Burger Monster. Nobody knew who he was or where he lived. He spoke in the most monotonous voice, always reeked of beer and always wore a suit, even though he was a dirty bugger and he often ended up getting half his food all over it. The problem for us was, he ALWAYS took apart the burger, just eating the filling and tossing the buns, sometimes in the way of other customers. We'd asked him numerous times if would he just like a plain burger, but he always said no, and by the end one of the girls I worked with began recycling the burger buns because she was fed up of wasting them

My dad found him hailing a juice carton to the sky on his way to the shop about two years ago, and on his way back, found him being prised out of a bin by two policemen. No one's heard from him since.

Met a few characters in that chipper though I must say.

Originally Posted by pugamo

BIB made me scream with laughter maybe he was on the Atkins diet?

It made me laugh till I started crying!

It was just imagining people saying, here comes the burger monster!

[Cellar_Door]

We've got a chap called Lawrence in our town, who quite often likes to wear female attire. Nothing strange in that you may think but it's usually accessorised with a face full of make up and a BEARD.

He once got into my friends taxi in tennis whites and when my friend asked 'what's with the racket, Lawrence?' he replied 'Accessories darling'

[sarahj1986]

Originally Posted by Terry Wigon

1. Haven't seen him. Sounds like a 'Timmy Mallett'-type character.

2. Allegedly that man is a millionaire. That's if it's the same man who walks up and down the Parade and raids the bins for cigarette ends and half-eaten burgers!

3. 50p lady was set alight to as she slept in Boots doorway. She died a few months later from complications I think.

4. If that person is who I think it is (often seen hanging around a pub with an Irish name) he's a tradesman. And, by all accounts, very good at what he does. (I'm assuming he's not p*ssed then!)

We also used to have 'Jogger': a man with a big ginger beard, long-ish hair, jogging bottom, a big overcoat and a can of Special Brew perma-glued to his hand. He walked the streets for years with his wino mates and then as they all died off he had a collie whom he adored. Rumour has it he was an ex-marine who couldn't cope with his experiences. Last time I saw him before he died he was in a wheelchair with his faithful collie trotting beside him.

We mustn't forget 'The Chief': a man of indeterminate age, (probably mid-late 40s by now) of Indian origin, with greasy hair, very thin on top, long and straggly at the side. He has worn the same grey suit for decades and still hangs round the local night club. I think he too has a Facebook page dedicated to him.

1, I've only seen him once in Tesco, found it weird and hilarious. Mentioned it to work pals and they said they knew him.

2, no way is he a millionaire! Shocking, he just wonders up and down the parade, drunk.

3, sad to hear that I didn't realise she died.

4, yes he can be very good at his moves. I've seen him in Kokos once dancing.

Not seen the jogger
Rios man!! His name is manj and he works in the box factory. I asked him once if he paid to get into Rios and he said no, guess he is the main "attraction" I was on the appreciation page for him, close to 60,000 followers!!

[NewBallsPlease]

Originally Posted by scofield

There are literally so many in Aberdeen, full of crazy people along Union Street.

But Guitar wifie is the most famous, think shes Romanian, sits just off union terrace now, and plays a two string guitar, uttering strange noises, its fantastic! - everyone in Aberdeen know's of her!

Urgh, she lives in Torry and can regularly be seen half-in/half-out of the PDSA's rubbish bin hunting for leftover goodies the charity shop don't want.

[angelafisher]

I often feel sorry for our community characters, I wonder what happened in their lives to lead them to where they are. With all the cuts in community care and NHS and joblessness and homelessness on the increase, this situation will only get worse.

Sorry to be so morbid, my Dad had a nervous breakdown when I was 17 and it's had a profound effect on our family life ever since (I'm now 51). Life can become very precarious for such a variety of reasons.

[Miss Hyde]

Originally Posted by Aneechik

I heard somewhere the Market Street Mincer had made a return to Manchester recently.

Lol have u seen the FB group dedicated to him.

[MAW]

I don't think we have a current loonie, but 200 years ago, a geezer insisted they bury him head down, vertically. His grave is quite well visited.

[ylomyloh]

Originally Posted by SuperDude95

It was a guy acting like a cat, the video was blurry but I think he had a dead rat in his mouth

Glad I didn't press play now!!

[Joey Boswell]

Local Loonies round my way are

Mad Max - Scruffy bloke in his 70s I would say has long straggly grey hair, and a bug bushey grey beard.

Never goes anywhere without his clapped out bicycle, wears the strangest hats and is always wandering around shirtless.

Always yelling and shouting at people in the street for no reason, tries to race the bus on his bike.

I live very near Wimbledon Tennis courts and he scares the living daylights out of the tourists every year.

He will be up to his old tricks next week then.


Other one is the local Irish Drunk, nice man but cant hold his booze, starts singing God Save the Queen every night, has a dog which wont walk anywhere have seen him trying to carry the dog up the road the dog is massive.

[Chris65757]

Originally Posted by angelafisher

I often feel sorry for our community characters, I wonder what happened in their lives to lead them to where they are. With all the cuts in community care and NHS and joblessness and homelessness on the increase, this situation will only get worse.

Sorry to be so morbid, my Dad had a nervous breakdown when I was 17 and it's had a profound effect on our family life ever since (I'm now 51). Life can become very precarious for such a variety of reasons.

A point always worth making.

I had an uncle who was probably known as the local loony by those who lived near him. Today he would probably have been diagnosed with some form of autism. His life began to go downhill when his mother died, and went completely off the rails when his sister, my mum, died. He became a tramp and ended up in a care home, where he eventually died.

And yet in family pictures as a boy he is standing among all his relations, immaculately dressed and smiling.

[Aarghawasp!]

Originally Posted by Cellar_Door

We've got a chap called Lawrence in our town, who quite often likes to wear female attire. Nothing strange in that you may think but it's usually accessorised with a face full of make up and a BEARD.

He once got into my friends taxi in tennis whites and when my friend asked 'what's with the racket, Lawrence?' he replied 'Accessories darling'

I love him!

[Cellar_Door]

Originally Posted by Aarghawasp!

I love him!

Me too he was banned from the footy grounds at one time I wonder if theyve let him back yet.

[Glenn A]

Originally Posted by Chris65757

They'd still get knocked out in the second round.

Possibly, another one of his conversation points is to approach people in the pub who aren't interested and start discussing why the Beatles were a terrible group.

[steven walking]

Originally Posted by Mr.Beaks

We had a guy called shaky heid manny who would wander the streets collecting random items wearing a skirt and lippy(possibly applied by wimbledon ball girls). You'd see him with fairly decent stuff from time to time, electric guitar, ironing board.. And occasionally with items less practical like bike handle bars and a broken cricket bat.

My favourite local loony has to be the catman of Greenock though. He takes mental to a whole other level..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-x5O6QEejg

Scary

Saw this guy on a bus in Glasgow once, a city with more nutters than munters.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Lb80LyFXJs

[LaceyLouelle3]

There's a young lad around here who wanders around, with his fingers pressed to his temples. Its like he hears voices or something. He's sometimes out with his Mum, other times on his own. He never speaks or does anything else, just wanders around harmlessly. Poor kid needs some help I think though.

[m2111e]

There is a man who lives around the area who walks backwards. When he sees lamposts he starts to walk around them several times and continues to where he has to go.

Another man who lives in the same building as me wears the same clothes everyday. I know its been over a decade or 2 now and he still wears the same clothes. He also talks to himself

[LIZALYNN]

Can't remember his name but there is an amazing character in Bournemouth who wanders about wearing no watch.
But if you ask him what the time is he knows it down to the very minute.

In the town where I shop there is an old boy who wanders around in full army clothes, another old boy who looks just like Father Christmas with white hair a long white beard.
Also two elderly ladies who are indentical twins, they dress exactly the same and always walk side by side.
A very annoying elderly man who gets out a recorder and blows it, makes a horrible squeaky noise, no tune at all. People actually put money in his cap.

[juliancarswell]

There was a guy when I was growing up that used to ride a bicycle between Liverpool and Southport, but constantly. When he got to one he would have little break and the turn around and set off back in the other direction.
His bike was overloaded with plastic bags and badly written cardboard signs about the danger of smoking cigarettes. Hi skin was the full Ronseal due to the thousands of hours in the saddle in all weathers. I tried to talk to him once but just got gibberish back of the poor soul.
I heard a tale later that he lost a loved one to lung cancer and it sent him over the top.
He disappeared several years ago and I assume either the authorities decided to look after him
or he had passed away.
Southport is a pleasant enough seaside resort, but like all seaside resorts in this country it has loads of odd characters knocking around.

[Nyota]

Probably me.

[annette kurten]

i am thought it, which attracts no end of hostility and hassle.

[juliancarswell]

I just remembered another one, a real character aged about mid sixties with terrible boot polish black hair who used to stand outside pubs in Liverpool city centre busking with a badly cut out cardboard guitar pretending to strum it and all the while singing,
" Arr...... plinky plonk a plinky plonk a plinky plonk a plink. "
He was known as Mr Plinky plonk for obvious reasons.
Once again I've never seen him now for a good few years.

[kitty86]

When I was working in a restaurant we used to have a man called Michael who would always want to wash our windows and wash various other people windows on the street.
He was a large black man who wore a t-shirt that didnt cover his belly at all, stained jogging bottoms, always had sleep in his eyes and didnt look like he brushed his teeth, but he could be seen every day with his bucket and sponge asking to wash the windows.
As my mum and I are complete softies we'd let him wash the window and then give him some food to take home he was always so grateful and took a shine to me often asking me if he could take me to McDonalds so we could have a milkshake if it was the afternoon/evening or a coffee if it was the morning.
He was harmless bless him but the story we heard was that he had been a very educated man in a good job had discovered crack and lost everything, he was still very smart and very well spoken but that was his life now.

We had a man in a wheelchair who had one leg, always looked trampy and smelly and a beer in his hand who would wheel himself into on-coming traffic, when you tried to stop him he'd swear at you and kick you.

We also have a man who dances on the road usually to bashment or dancehall who wears sunglasses all the time and insults anyone who stops to watch him.

Wow lol Croydon is a colourful place

[Slinky Bilinky]

Everyone in the Kingston upon Thames area knows Moses