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anyone from newcastle remember the old bloke who used to hang around the monument with that coat covered in toys? don't think he was strictly a tramp, just a nutcase.....but he used to chat up girls with this toy phone he had

also remember one year about 96-97 where the streets were lined with irish tramps for some reason

any other 'local characters' to reminice? if anyone has a photo of the toys bloke i'd be well happy
 
A good mate ended up on the streets and died. (pneumonia)
Lost contact with him and didn't hear about his fate until too late.

Tom mate, sorry I couldn't help.
 
Mancheter used to have loads of them, not sure about now though, years ago when i first left school i signed on at aytoun st dole office, for some reason a lot of them used to hang about in or around that area and had mental problems, they used to scare the fuck out of me every time i had to sign on,

a famous nearly tramp used to an old jamaican fella known as cha cha who lived in the moss side/hulme areas,
 
Deareg said:
a famous nearly tramp used to an old jamaican fella known as cha cha who lived in the moss side/hulme areas,
Not seen him for years, or the furious woman who used to sleep in the doorway of Kendals, and abuse passing clubbers for waking her up. Or the elderly man with dozens of carrier bags containing..... hundreds of carrier bags who used to hang around Piccadilly. I think he went in the Great Council Cleanup in the 90s.
 
moose said:
Not seen him for years, or the furious woman who used to sleep in the doorway of Kendals, and abuse passing clubbers for waking her up. Or the elderly man with dozens of carrier bags containing..... hundreds of carrier bags who used to hang around Piccadilly. I think he went in the Great Council Cleanup in the 90s.

i think he has been dead for years, he always had a scruffy old mongrel with him, there used to be another one who used to ride around longsight on an old pushbike wearing flying goggles and leather helmet and shouting abuse at cars as they passed by
 
Not a tramp but there used to be a slightly crazy guy down the Boots End of Market Street, Manchester who 'played' random guitar 'chords' and shouted and hollered. He was in the M.E.N. I think once. If I remember right he's called Marc Bolan. His party trick is throwing his guitar about 30ft into the air and catching it.

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Best one I know of is in North Shields, he has a fucking setee outside The Ballarat Pub, all the locals buy him drink.

people take their throw out setees for him all the time cos' the council keep nicking them.
 
Deareg said:
a famous nearly tramp used to an old jamaican fella known as cha cha who lived in the moss side/hulme areas,


Shite! i'd forgot all about Cha Cha,i remember him from when i was a kid,we all used to talk to him a lot.

Also,i remember signing on at Aytoun st too, at 16.Depressing place.
 
Anyone in Newcastle remember Albert? He used to walk round usually stripped to the waist pushing a supermarket trolley. He had a big black beard and sometimes wore National Health glasses.
 
In Bradford we've got 'the monk'. Seriously, this guy is dressed as a monk - brown habit, sandals - and seems to just wander the streets all the time smiling and waving at people. I've seen him as far afield as leeds city centre.
 
handy1 said:
Also,i remember signing on at Aytoun st too, at 16.Depressing place.

I'd love to go back in there though, it's a great building, will probably end up as flats, or knocked down.

When I signed on there there was a bloke called Mr Stretton, long grey hair matted up in dreads. I think he's still around. He has a double who wanders up and down Washway Rd in Sale who's known as the mystery man.

Not a tramp but the most high profile mentallly ill bloke had to be Anthony Waldron. He used to tour the pubs of Hulme dressed as bus conductor with a carrier bag filled with Abba albums and a mirror which he kept in a frozen peas bag. He'd come and sit with us in the pub and talk to himself in the mirror. Occasionally got a bit violent though. He even had a bit in NME when the Madchester thing was at it's peak. I still see him now and he says hello but I wonder if he remembers us.
 
Ninjaboy said:
anyone from newcastle remember the old bloke who used to hang around the monument with that coat covered in toys? don't think he was strictly a tramp, just a nutcase.....but he used to chat up girls with this toy phone he had

also remember one year about 96-97 where the streets were lined with irish tramps for some reason

any other 'local characters' to reminice? if anyone has a photo of the toys bloke i'd be well happy

Surely the 'worst' tramp is the gal that surfs the Victoria line covered in magazines....ankles swolen to the size of tree trunks and a smell that evacuates the two adjacent carriages....poor woman I know...but at 830 in the morning after another 'great service on every line except yours' my sympathy gets overwhelmed....
 
one of the best tramps i ever saw was on the metro in Milan, he came on with this knackered violin and played it horribly, half the carriage covered their ears

when he got off and went round with his cup, he got about 50 cents :cool:
 
A guide called Bob who used to frequent the triangle/Park St. area of Bristol in the 80s, looked like a real wildman of the woods, grey hair and beard all over the place with added wildlife, word was that he was once a lecturer, possibly professor, at Bristol University. Always drunk, always friendly.
 
I have a photo of that gadgie in town who used to hang around monument, with the sarnie boards and the little tape deck; banging on about god and the end of the world. Not sure if it is on this computer, I'll look for it in the morning.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz tired
 
hungry 4 kicks said:
Surely the 'worst' tramp is the gal that surfs the Victoria line covered in magazines....ankles swolen to the size of tree trunks and a smell that evacuates the two adjacent carriages....poor woman I know...but at 830 in the morning after another 'great service on every line except yours' my sympathy gets overwhelmed....

Nothing worse than the smell of a deeply neglected human in a confined space like a tube.

They should have Trinny and Susannah style public health workers able to take these people and lob them in a vat of sheepdip before kitting them out with new clobber and incinerating their old clothes.

Firm but fair.
 
There's a bloke who flits between Liverpool and Chester on a bike laden with plastic bags and home-made placards ranting on about smoking, he's been around for a few years now.
 
Is this thread exclusively for Northern Tramps ? :confused:

I remember there used to be some nutjob that sat there playing a xylophone all day outside wimbledon tube not too dissimilar to his nottingham counterpart
 
LM17 said:
There's a bloke who flits between Liverpool and Chester on a bike laden with plastic bags and home-made placards ranting on about smoking, he's been around for a few years now.
Me dad :eek: :D
Haven't seen him in a while :confused:

stereotypical said:
That tramp in Liverpool with the accoustic guitar with only 3 strings.

I remember some pissed lad giving him £20 one night

Jacko Nesbitt's got a new guitar.

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You'll find more of him here
http://www.kirkbytimes.co.uk/images/galleries/jacko_nesbitt/INDEX.HTM
 
the bearded cowboy who drinks tenants super and shouts at people, my local tramp, was the one who found the body parts left by the camden ripper in the wheelie bins. thankfully he had the presence of mind to take them to the hospital, albeit the tropical diseases hospital...
 
during an odd part of my life i used to occasionally find myself drinking in a graveyard with one of debden's jakeys. he was found one morning with his throat slit. can't say it was unforseen (i.e. i hated him), the rude bastard, but even so, i felt well sorry for him.
 
bluestreak said:
during an odd part of my life i used to occasionally find myself drinking in a graveyard with one of debden's jakeys. he was found one morning with his throat slit. can't say it was unforseen (i.e. i hated him), the rude bastard, but even so, i felt well sorry for him.

Jesus.

That's horrific.
 
Jake Manglewurzle is a legend around the Huddersfield area (you must have heard of him). Although not much of a tramp he's always worth a mention.
 
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