Who's Your Local Character?

Anyway he's about mid 30s I'd say, he looks and acts like someone who ate a sandwich full of acid many years ago or something. That said there's always that doubt, is he actually perfectly sane and just laughing his fucking head off everytime he goes home?

You'll see him outside a shop in the local village, busking, with a tiny ukelele, sometimes with no shirt on. And I mean busking is really unusual, this is a suburb we're talking about.

He used to live around the corner from me, and one time when we were kids, he came out hauling this massive box and just goes "WHO WANTS SOME RECORDS CHILDREN???" and gave them to us and went off.

About 300 records. it was so funny. I like to imagine him waking up the next day on a comedown and thinking "what the fuck! where are my fucking records!" and then finding them all around the park where they'd been used as frisbies.

POMP-living legend.

He always seems to be staggering along the main road when I'm getting a lift home, if you toot the horn he stops and waves manically.

Woman With Hat (who wears a short skirt and a wide-brimmed hat all year round, whatever the weather, and has a mysterious past allegedly. She was either a ballet dancer or a gymnast, depending on who you speak to.)
Smiling Middle Eastern Man (used to walk up and down the street waving at people, waving a flag - possibly Lebanon - and shouting hello. Have seen him in 4 different outfits in the same day while he walks up/down the street. Since GW2 his shouting is frequently abusive now.)
Jason (local Care In The Community kid. Pleasant and harmless, he wanders into shops and pubs, makes a Bernie Winters style 'gheeeeeee!' noise and walks out again. I once saw him in the car park of our flats taking off his socks and stuffing them into the bra he appeared to be wearing.)
Old Black Radio Man (wanders up and down the street with a radio on his shoulder which makes no sound. Sometimes he stops walking to retune it. At other times he stops, apparently having heard something, and dances like Stevie Wonder for a bit.)
The Jogger (spends all day jogging up and down the street. Unremarkable apart from the fact he does it all day, every day. He has a curious gait, and does this bizarre shovelling thing with one of his hands as he runs.)
Pigeon Lady (an old dear with a tartan shopping trolley full of corn. She has three points she alternates between putting corn down for the pigeons.)

There's also a genuine Bristol celebrity just round the corner - a Black transvestite called Sapphire. He works in all the different charity shops, although spends as much time outside going 'woohoo!' at passers-by.

Except perhaps a giant man-eating triffid acid casualty.

nowadays people'd just think he bought a bluetooth headset for his phone.

I've discovered a new chap recently - Pigeon Man. I seen him outside the chip shop yesterday. On old gent, clean and dapper, who was smiling benevolently at the pigeons. As I passed he pointed out a squashed chip to the birds. "There you are, you missed one." The pigeons didn't notice his gesture and continued pecking at cigarette butts, so he squatted with some apparent difficulty and said "come here," the pigeons fluttered away.

omg rumpy found me!!!

In Glasgow, we have a blind couple who set up their keyboards outside Marks & Spencer every weekend and play appalling music. Come to think of it, it's just been the man the last couple of times. I wonder where she went.

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