He. My aunt lives pretty much opposite his house. They used to get so pissed off with people trailing past his house at Chrimbo, when the giant marlin was joined by Winston Churchill, a spitfire AND a giant santa, reindeers and sled. Quite remarkable - eventually I think the council gave up with the idea of forcing him to remove the marlin from the roof, realising that perhaps the retaliatory ten tons of inflatables he kept sticking up in defiance wasn't any better.
The bloke even used to pay his employees to put on combat fatigues and "Un' blue berets on and march in front of his house from time to time. And he owns that US-style police car with the policemen (pants rolled down, receiving a batty slap) on top that you see driving around from time to time. Nutter.
Interestingly the church where the man went loopy with the Samurai sword is at the end of the same road too. It must be something about Norbury...