I was looking for a thread about people that are local to a particular area (or your own area) who are a bit 'eccentric' but I couldn't find one.
If there is a better place for this then I'm fine with it being moved there.
Cromer Pier Pavilion Theatre pays tribute to 'front row Jo'
A theatre has paid tribute to a woman known as its "greatest fan" after she attended nearly every performance for "decades".
Jo Raby, 60, known as Front Row Jo, went to most summer season and Christmas shows at Cromer Pier in Norfolk. She died on Monday.
She sat in the same seat for every performance and was a "huge part of our theatre life," the venue said.
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When I was growing up in North London there always seemed to be 'eccentric' local characters around of one sort or another.
There was the old bloke that walked around in just a pair of red bathing trunks, all through the year, and looked incredibly tanned (it might have been dirt though) and as far as we knew he existed on cadging fruit from the greengrocers in Burnt Oak and Edgware.
There was this tramp bloke that wore a full suit and a bowler hat (much like the character created by Dick Emery) who you would often find sleeping on a bench somewhere.
(Dick Emery, below)
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And when I lived in Borehamwood, the house my parents had there backed onto some parkland bordering Elstree Studios, and late in the evening a chap known as 'Anniss' would stand in the middle of the park, on an upturned milk crate, addressing an imaginary crowd of people and rant about all sorts of stuff.
When I lived in Little Chalfont we rented the place from a bloke who had been friends with my mates dad for years, who we called 'Mick the Manager' (for some reason).
He had had a colourful life, and many years spent working as a brickie and hod-carrier had given him a mis-shapen hunchback. He was a seething, angry sort of chap, but harmless, and had a serious alcohol problem which meant he couldn't drive, but he had one of those heavy, very old bicycles with a black frame and 'lever operated' brakes, which he would drunkenly cycle to and from the pub on. He owned an angry goat which he tethered in the back garden of the place we rented from him. He was famously 'tight' with his money, which led us to joke that his hunchback was actually where he kept his wallet.