My own town has become sadly bereft of eccentrics of late. The lovely "Stripey Sock Lady" (Julie, very elderly, always wearing knee-length stripey socks and a short skirt, out from the crack of dawn til late at night every day, all over town, lived oppositemy parents) very sadly died recently, and hadn't really been replaced.
However. Four times in the last few weeks I have seen the same 'angry sweary cycling man'- who cycles along the seafront and through town wearing a furious expression and shouting extreme swears at all and sundry. Really extreme swears. I would naturally wonder about tourettes or similar, but his utterly, incandescently, furious face suggests something else. He also does this, while pushing his bike through the pedestrianised bits and gesticulating wildly at people-in-the-distance.
