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By something I've seen over the last couple of weeks. There is a guy who I'm sure must be suffering from some kind of mental disorder that stands completely motionless at the edge of the pavement at a busy mini roundabout near my home. He is around sixty years old and very dishevelled, he turns up at various times of the day and walks normally to the edge of the pavement where he then raises his hands to chest height, bows his head and takes on a statue like pose as if he's waiting to cross the road. He will stay that way for around 2-3 hours completely still like one of those street artists you see in city centres. I've seen people approach him to see if he's ok and motorists stop thinking he's trying to cross the road, but he never responds to anyone. It won't be long before some kids put a hat down at the side of him and make a fortune. What is going to happen to this chap? What sort of illness can make someone behave like this?
 
There used to be a chap in Norwich known as Marigold who'd direct traffic around the ring road while wearing a hi-vis vest and marigold washing-up gloves (hence the name). I think he retired when the bypass was opened as he wasn't needed in town any more. Always funny to watch furriners getting confused about whether to take notice of his directions as they approached the roundabout.

There was an old soldier in Great Yarmouth who'd dress in a heavy overcoat whatever the weather with his medals on the breast, wearing his army beret who'd stand on the corner along Hall Quay and salute the cars when the traffic lights changed. He was known as Monty and is probably dead now as that must have been 20 years ago at least.
 
There used to be an old chap in Derby who used to ride his horse (gorgeous bay mare, about 17h) through the centre of the city every morning in full army guards uniform. He was still doing it when I left Derby 15 years ago, and must have been in his 70's then.
He was simply known as "The Colonel"
 
Only if they're wealthy, apparently.
We of the great unwashed are simply barking mad :lol : lol:
 
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viv1969 said:
Only if they're wealthy, apparently.
We of the great unwashed are simply barking mad :lol : lol:
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Well, I can relate to that!
 
Oh dear. That's very sad. I know absolutely nothing about mental health or psychological disorders, but maybe you ought to report it to social services next time he's there? Clearly the poor man needs some proper help and even protection.
 
When I worked in London I came across guy in a daily basis.......he was like that before I arrived and was still in this position when I was heading home
 
When I was a kid, there used to be an old lady that walked around the town. She often walked through the park where she would just stop, look upwards and start muttering, may have been praying, no one knew for sure. Then she'd bury a few coins where she'd stood before moving on to another spot in the park and repeat the process. Needless to say there would be kids following her around the park.
 
Used to be a guy who, for years, hung about Glasgow Queen Street station. He was know as Frank. He would only eat food from the rubbish bins. If anyone gave him food (and many did) he would chuck it in a bin and go back for it later.
 
and Marigold was known as that name for his yellow plastic marigold gloves.... He was great.

Once literally bumped into him in Sainsburys (Brazengate) he was walking backwards up an aisle with a trolley rammed full of bread... (no idea)

When I passed my driving test , my first car was a metallic brown (i know, you are all jealous - think of diarrhoae brown splattered ) fiat 127... however me and marigold were mates.. i used to pip and wave to him.. got to the stage where he would recognise the poopmobile and have a windmill crazy traffic direcrting episode.
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