Every town and city has nutters....I've seen a few in my time...

......has anyone seen that nutty bloke who hangs about in Hillsborough dancing while listening to his music on his headphones?

who the hell is he?

His name is Craig and he usually has his mountain bike with him and drinks canned beer.
He is 34 years old, lives in a flat on Herries Rd, when he,s there and his mum kicked him out years ago due to his bad behaviour.
Glue sniffing in his school days is the culprit for his condition, so any teenagers stiffing glue beware, you may end up like Craig.

Who is that bloke who runs round town in his shorts in all weathers?

Originally posted by "Jon"

Who is that bloke who runs round town in his shorts in all weathers?
Is he on a racing bike.?

no he's middle aged and just runs round town in his shorts :?

Not sure, a lot of runners do that even in winter,hardy souls some of em, have you ever seen the guy with a shaved head, a goatee beard that rides his bike on West Street wearing only a thong.
At first glance it looks like he wearing nothing but you can just make the thong out from behind.

best one i saw was at Ingoldmells a man was running down the road making noises like a steam train heading towards Skeggy :? funny thing he was on time not like Virgin Trains :D

The man in the shorts running round town, if you're on about him who always helps out in the markets and on the flower stall at the top of Dixon Lane... He's rich he is. My brother in law works for the council so knows most of the nutters in town!
Chloé

Theres loads in rotherham. theres really old man one who rides round on a bike and he rides down to the train station, cycles past everyone and goes back to whence he came and does it again, occasionally getting the train to sheffield and back for no apparent reason. Ive spotted a few people who walk round taking to them self (full blown convos) but most of them are in sheffield centre- like the people who hold jesus signs up and shout weird stuff.

Originally posted by "The Cycleracer"

His name is Craig and he usually has his mountain bike with him and drinks canned beer.
He is 34 years old, lives in a flat on Herries Rd, when he,s there and his mum kicked him out years ago due to his bad behaviour.
Glue sniffing in his school days is the culprit for his condition, so any teenagers stiffing glue beware, you may end up like Craig.

How do you know?

Originally posted by "Miss_60"

His name is Craig and he usually has his mountain bike with him and drinks canned beer.
He is 34 years old, lives in a flat on Herries Rd, when he,s there and his mum kicked him out years ago due to his bad behaviour.
Glue sniffing in his school days is the culprit for his condition, so any teenagers stiffing glue beware, you may end up like Craig.

How do you know?
I know him personally

What about the guy who holds up the sign

The end of the world is nigh[color]

He stands on the corner of John St and Bramall Lane when there is a Sheffield Utd match on. He has been stood there for about the last 15 - 20 years every Saturday afternoon. Somebody ought to tell him that maybe the end of the world is not as nigh as he think. :D

Originally posted by "Chloe"

The man in the shorts running round town, if you're on about him who always helps out in the markets and on the flower stall at the top of Dixon Lane... He's rich he is. My brother in law works for the council so knows most of the nutters in town!
ChloéI know him to, he lives on Christchurch road in Pitsmoor and goes round talking to himself and wears Sheff United kit.
I forget his name but i have known him since the early 70s.
I think his name is Carl, and shouts his heros name Vinny Jones.

Sounds like you know them all, is there a link? :D :D

Wondered when someone would say that, :lol:
I have known them for many years and are local people especially the guy in the football kit on Dixon lane, we that know him call dickerty dick, a term that you can regulary hear him shouting.

There is also an elderly man who walks around Hillsborough ....I feel really sorry for him I've heard that his name is Dougie (I think thats his name) the one who drops his trousers and picks up cigarette butts all the time. Usually on Langsett rd

There's also the old bloke who goes through the bins at Tram stops for empty cans....he's always seen carrying Morrison's bags.

There's also the emaciated lady who sells the big issue infront of Wilkinsons....does anyone know her?

A few years ago there was a man in Sharrow who used to dress up like a bargain-basement Superman, with red boxer shorts outside his blue trousers, and a towel tucked into his collar for a cape. He used to 'rescue' socks from the road - you know, those random flattened socks that just seem to appear in random places. He'd always pick them up with a great, heroic flourish.
I also used to know a guy on the underpass to Safeways who said his name was Cavan, but he preferred to be called Byron - "I just love Byron, he's the best poet ever, he was a real genius. Let me quote you some...'I wandered lonely as a cloud' " :P He liked me to tell him what I'd been doing on my English degree course each day. He used to disappear from time to time and then come back - he said they would pick him up, put him in a hospital for a while, then let him back out with some medication and nowhere really to go. :?
There was also a guy who dressed very convincingly as a gnome. Only thing wrong was his height...

People who walk past with their noses turned up miss out on a lot. But maybe they prefer to avoid the tragedies they may hear about.

How come nobody's made a "Not Politically Correct" complaint about this clearly nutter-ist thread yet!

Anyway, some not necessarily "nutter" but vagrant stories:
I was entertained when maybe 15 year's ago a not very smartly attired gentleman approached me as I waited for a bus outside the Cutler's Hall and said "Could you spare me a fiver for a cup of tea sir". He didn't strike me as someone likely to gain entry to the kind of establishment where a cup of tea might cost quite that much. I was inclined to the view that I must have looked seriously affluent - except I was waiting for a bus - at that time a taxi home would have only cost me about two quid. I politely declined.

And then there was the time in London, going down onto the tube platform there was a teenage Irish girl in tears telling someone a sob story about how she'd lost the fare home. I got onto the platform and was approached by what I took to be her younger sister who felt I was in need of some lucky white heather (it didn't bring her any luck) and a minute or two later A big woman I took to be the mother of the family with infant in tow made eye contact and headed my way She started "Could you spare a few coppers for the kiddie..." I was already shaking my head and she deftly changed her script mid-sentence to conclude "... you ugly four eyed git".

I think the theme of this thread is really cruel and you're all well out of order making fun of people with a mental illness.

Most of us aren't making fun of the people we're writing about. I certainly wasn't. We're recounting stories and finding out a bit more about some of the people who live on Sheffield's streets, or stand out for their odd behaviour.
Not wanting to talk about these people suggests that it would be easier to pretend they don't exist. But they do. And they have a story to tell, like we all do.
Believe me, as soon as I see something I find insulting, I'll be the first to roar about it.

Don't think we are taking the p**s out of anybody, the storys on here are mearly stating there experiences with folk not so fortunate as they could be.
Its an interesting thread having people talk about our exentrics out on the street thats all.

Not only on the streets some exentrics on this site too :lol:

Originally posted by "cosywolf"

Most of us aren't making fun of the people we're writing about. I certainly wasn't. We're recounting stories and finding out a bit more about some of the people who live on Sheffield's streets, or stand out for their odd behaviour.
Not wanting to talk about these people suggests that it would be easier to pretend they don't exist. But they do. And they have a story to tell, like we all do.
Believe me, as soon as I see something I find insulting, I'll be the first to roar about it.

Well in that case the originator of this thread perhaps could have chosen a kinder title than 'nutters'.

Maybe......Reckon it could have its title changed to Exentrics.

or PWDFANODs

People Who Deviate From Accepted Norms of Behaviour.

Who's to say they aren't actually the sane ones?

Seriously.

Originally posted by "Mo"

Well in that case the originator of this thread perhaps could have chosen a kinder title than 'nutters'.Changing the words people use doesn't change attitudes. When I was young physically disabled people were called cripples, downs syndrome were mongols, persons of afro-carribean origin were called - well I'd probably get lynched for using the word. But none of those terms were really used perjoratively. But they got "banned" by the "politically correct" brigade and that actually made them become more powerful insults.

Now people with disabilities are called "special needs" to remove the stigma of whatever word would have been used before. And so I heard my 15 yr old daughter, wanting to be really offensive to her younger brother she called him "Special". Actually little brother didn't think it was offensive, he quite liked the idea of being special. But being incredibly old and wise I realised that she had intended it as an insult, I had to seek clarification - What do you mean? She said: "You know, special needs, mental".

Nutter - well I'd rather be called a nutter than a psychotic and we do use it in common speech in a good-natured way about our friends (or is it just me!).

Originally posted by "Mo"

I think the theme of this thread is really cruel and you're all well out of order making fun of people with a mental illness.

Not one thing has been said to degrade these people. Maybe I should have not called it nutters....for that I aplogise....but I wanted to catch peoples attention so I could find out the background of some of these people

Originally posted by "Miss_60"

I think the theme of this thread is really cruel and you're all well out of order making fun of people with a mental illness.

Not one thing has been said to degrade these people. Maybe I should have not called it nutters....for that I aplogise....but I wanted to catch peoples attention so I could find out the background of some of these people

I'm sure you didn't mean to degrade individuals but I have known people who have had periods of mental illness who would have been deeply upset at being called nutters. I think I understand your reasoning now :)

Hi Kitty,
You mean the Jesus army who hold Jesus signs up and shout, they travel around in double deck and mini buses all over the country and have their own community houses. If you join their church, they expect you to give all you possessions I.E. car, home, furniture, money, and your life to the Jesus army church, then move in to live with them in one of their houses,

If and when you do, you are put to work in the kitchen, if out of work or retired and prepare vegetables for the members who go to work. There is no television allowed, or newspapers or radio, you sing hyms while a member plays a guitar untill the early hours of the morning.

everything you need is provided, food, clothing, you only have to make out a requisition slip and it is delivered to your door. You are not allowed to buy gifts for anyone as that is putting money into the Devils pocket, you are not allowed to smoke, take drugs, or drink and they have a common purse, where all your money is given in to the purse even if you go out to work.

You have to totally give your life to the Lord in every way, they sleep in dormitories where all the men and women are segregated and frequently in the middle of the night someone jumps up out of bed and shout JESUS at the top of his or her voice making you jump violently.

The members call themselves SAINTS and claim to see guardian ANGELS flying above the golden Maquee during their healing services all over the country I.E. northampton, sheffield, glasgow. london, liverpool, etc. They claim to witness miracles all the time and that God is there with them.

Have a nice day!!!

I think the "naked cyclist"..lives very, very close to me. If you walk on Division Street...you can see signs in his window advertising himself etc, etc...( i have knowledge that he IS mentally ill ). It worries me when he runs or cycles totally naked . I couldn't give a monkey's, but when theres kids about its a different matter. :x

....my b'friend works with a lady who knows of this cyclist who goes around Sheffield with a thong. Apparently he is a naturist...which is fair enough.

There is also a guy who lives at Bradway, who cycles around a lot, not naked though. He collects wood for his fire on his mountain back, he is around 60 but as fit as a fiddle, he also sometimes plays the mouth organ around town.

Anyone know him?

Haleven - can we infer that you have inside knowledge of the Jesus Army?

Perhaps you were a member (soldier?!) and then broke free?

Originally posted by MichaelTravis
Haleven - can we infer that you have inside knowledge of the Jesus Army?

Perhaps you were a member (soldier?!) and then broke free?

....I got that feeling but thought I would get into trouble for stating summat like that

i agree with the lady who thinks the use of the word nutter to describe these unfortunate people is very offensive. Imagine if one of these poor people was one of your children or other relative.
The mention of the word eccentric is irrelevant as i think we all know the difference between an eccentic and someone with serious mental illness. It has been found that eccentrics are no more prone to mental illness than more orthodox people. I would be quite happy to be decsribed as eccentric but as you can imagine hardly want to be called a nutter" . i have seen some of the mentioned people in town and believe at least some of them are mentally ill and to ridicule them is on a par with ridiculing the seriously physically ill.
It is especialli disappointing to be on Sheffield Forum because although only posting recently I have been reading it for quite a few weeks and think generally its like Sheffield as a city and on the side of rightness...

....Jeeeeez !! don't take it to heart man!!! I've apologised for it already#!!!! GGGGGRRRRR:o

Surely we've discussed this.

[rant warning- you may want to skip this:lol:]
The term nutters as used here in this thread is not meant to be horrible. It isn't a name being thrown at people out of spite or malice or ridicule. If it was, I'd be the first to howl about it. In this country's usage, it tends to be relied upon as a slightly more affectionate term than otherwise. I can think of much worse and more insulting (sadly), I have been called some of them, and would prefer nutter any day.
Besides, are people suggesting we shouldn't talk about the people we've mentioned, even in a compassionate, affectionate, or reminiscent way? Why? Do you feel threatened by the mention of them? Should they never be mentioned, and preferably never seen? Is it better to pretend they don't exist than to talk about them, be aware of them, and in some cases be moved to try to help or fight the system that causes some of them to be in very unfortunate situations? They aren't going to go away because we're not allowed to mention them.
I find hyper-sensitivity about such situations very dangerous. Things must be discussed in so tight a list of 'acceptable' terms and 'acceptable topics' that any discussion becomes too tightly constricted to be useful. Then it can be said that they mustn't be discussed at all, and any issues immediately disappear from public debate or become hopelessly skewed.
[rant ends]

would you be taking the same line if there was a subject heading [edited] or [edited] on here...i'd hope not

[RPG- You cannot say things like that, even to prove a point]

Probably not, darlin, sounds like it wasn't very nice.:lol:

I'm not wanting a growling, match, so I'll withdraw from this one for a while.

...and doesnt the way you (maybe rightfully) edited my previous message just prove my point

Speaking of Nutters -er Eccentrics -er People of Variance -there's
an old chap in Chesterfield town centre who "plays" the mouth organ.When I say "play" it's more suck-blow on the same note.
But he flutters his hand like the old-style harmonica virtuosos.
He also does requests if you are interested.
Catch him in Marks doorway on Knifesmithgate.

Mark's reminded me of the marigold man - always wears marigold gloves wherever he is. can often be seen in town

I have lived in Australia for the last 30 years but reading through these comments from you lot it's great to see the humour of the Sheffield people has not changed one bit, I love it & its a pity some of the people here don't understand Yorkshire humour, keep up the good work guys (it makes me homesick)

The man who goes around on his bike lives on lowedges, he is called Eggy, he mainly plays christmas songs on his harmonica in the run up to christmas, but others if you ask.

I'm a nutter. And I find the pejorative use of the word quite complimentary.

Are you staring at my bird, btw?

Isn't what we were all taught at school??....don't stand out, and make fun of those who do.

No-one's making fun. We're Discussing and Sharing Experiences. Is this now not allowed?

Nutter myself and proud of it...how bout you?

:lol: :lol:

not me...totally normal...even if the rest of society maybe out of sync

I think maybe they are.:lol: :lol:

_

:evil: What about teh bloke with the Sandwich board who wonders up and down fargate. He really is weird.
And what about that MP with the beard. He's really, really weird.

Does anyone remember the Duke of Darnall from the 50s and 60s.

I was driving down Eccelsall Road on the weekend and saw none other than "Thong man" waiting at a bus stop with a leopard skin thong !!!! I bet that poor man gets some stick

Xxxxxxxxxx

I cant be arsed to get upset about what pejorative term we use to describe life's eccentrics, although it should be said that Jaspar Carrot probably started it, talking about the "nutter that came and sat down next to you on the bus."

I am slightly less happy with posts that say things like "His name is Harry and he lives on Sheffield Road and his mother works in the bakers...." etc. Isnt that a bit of an invasion of privacy? I mean we dont tell each other that level of detail on here, should we be discussing the private home details of people who are not even members?

I am not cross, just a bit concerned, it might be libel or data protection or something......mightnt it?

x

i know eggy too, and i used to sell the golf balls for the lads, earned a fortune too. haha,,, p.s i'm a nice nutter!

Originally posted by Miss_60
There's also the emaciated lady who sells the big issue infront of Wilkinsons....does anyone know her?

Sorry, but this string is about NUTTERS so I don't think the lady selling the Big Issue should be included. (Unless she has another personality)

8) Nah Den Ace.......

Originally posted by huwj
In around 1998/9 I lived up in Crookesmoor. Regularly used to see a chap (probably in his fifites) dressed in full army uniform. Looked like a second world war German SS officer. Had the hat the wool trousers & jacket, knee high leather boots and seemed to keep it fairly well pressed!! Anyone seen this guy recently??

If it's the bloke I'm thinking of, he's lived at Crookesmoor for as long as I can remember. He'll talk to anybody and everybody! Very harmless and very friendly.

He wasn't always like this; his little girl got knocked down and killed by a car. As you may imagine, this affected him very badly.

Regards,

Spacehopper.

I know several, some crazy, some just unfortunate...

1. The begger who does the Friday night shift outside McDonalds at the bottom of Fargate. As soon as he gets enough money togerther he goes into McDonalds to buy a burger, then repeats the process. He has a mangy dog...

2. In Stannington, theres 'The Running Man' who runs and runs and runs all day every day. No one knows who he is. You can also never tell if he's just started his run or is finishing it.

3. This crazed drunken man who was trying to chat up this woman on the tram one day. He said and I quote...

"...I'll take you to Barcelona, Spain, Egypt, New York and... and...Whitby..."

Originally posted by Belle
I cant be arsed to get upset about what pejorative term we use to describe life's eccentrics, although it should be said that Jaspar Carrot probably started it, talking about the "nutter that came and sat down next to you on the bus."

Funny book though...

"If I'm on the bus I always get the Nutter next to me. I must have this sign above my head that says 'Nutter Lover'. And the Nutter starts showing you things: 'I've got an Atom Bomb here,' and he hands you a tin of corn beef. Of course, once you've actually got the Nutter everyone else on the bus stretches back in their seats to enjoy it."

Originally posted by alchresearch
Funny book though...

"If I'm on the bus I always get the Nutter next to me. I must have this sign above my head that says 'Nutter Lover'. And the Nutter starts showing you things: 'I've got an Atom Bomb here,' and he hands you a tin of corn beef. Of course, once you've actually got the Nutter everyone else on the bus stretches back in their seats to enjoy it."

I always happen to sit next to the amazingly drunk middle aged man who's ranting about how terrible his life has been.

My father told me that before the war there used to be a character in Sheffield known as the Duke of Darnall who used to dress up in tophat and tails with spats. He greeted everyone he met.
In the 1960s there was a "baglady" used to live in the old Pond Street bus station whodress in old polythene bags and muttered incoherently to herself