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Post by ravanelli on Nov 28, 2006 16:50:57 GMT
Marcus, Bromborough, Wirral literally 6'7 or more. Massive skinny Eastern European looking man with learning difficulties. Constantly babbling and talking about "Danny Boy" and "Ginger Monkeys" Often seen in the Odeon Cinema complex in Bromborough with several tickets for films but never actually watching them. Also chewed the inside of his coat. Harmless and friendly but absolutely nuts. Or maybe he was a Genius? The Doug-Matalan Skip/Christ The King Doorway John Douglas was a normal lad in the 70's..always quiet but bang into his sport..namely football and horse racing. Apparently he's never been the same since his old Ma died and his antics in the Village and surrounding areas are stuff of legends. Nowadays he's like Quazimodo all hunched over and twisted but I think its better to remember the days of random 'fuck offs,' checking his studs on his trainers and being thrown out the Archers by Big Gail. He once became that annoying Jamie Weston duc-taped him to a tree on the park. Legend. The Lambrini Man-Brom Cross Bench. Wears a Trilby and is a fucking pest. I once made the mistake of sitting there one day only for this gobshite to come and sit down next to me in his scruffy tweed jacket. He lasted 20 seconds until I told him to 'do himself a favour and fuck off will yer'. Unlike the others who give you a giggle this pain in the arse needs putting down. Apparently his parents are little old dears who live on the estate and are mortified by their son. Shame. Still....if anyone wants to spike the cunts Lambrini feel free. Add to the list...feel free.
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Post by boubadiopscock on Nov 30, 2006 11:37:39 GMT
Dancing Dave - The Legion/Kwik Save/Landican
Now dead, this loon used to dance to the music in the Kwiky when he was waiting for his ciggies, some say that the dancing was his downfall - I'd argue 60 a day never helps.
He was a legend. RIP Dancing Dave.
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Post by boubadiopscock on Nov 30, 2006 11:40:23 GMT
On another note - the Doug once chased me and our kid with a stanley knife because we dropped half a breezeblock on him when he was asleep in Christ the king doorway. He shifted for a drunk, i'll tell you that.
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Post by ravanelli on Nov 30, 2006 13:03:34 GMT
I wondered how he got that hump. Pair of tight tw**s. ;D
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Post by stav on Nov 30, 2006 13:10:18 GMT
Still see him plodding around every now and again with his bottle of cider, hmmm, cider !!!!!!!!!
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Post by northcountrystu on Nov 30, 2006 13:12:15 GMT
Gary Bruce - Who could forget the Golden Sunrise Vet and the popular Bruice in the Sky with Pies song! Never been the same since he got a proper job.
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Post by ravanelli on Nov 30, 2006 13:14:19 GMT
Was he the fat lad from the chippy by the Merebrook. Im lost with you South Bromboro' boys!!
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Post by boubadiopscock on Nov 30, 2006 14:01:37 GMT
Was he the fat lad from the chippy by the Merebrook. Im lost with you South Bromboro' boys!! He was indeed mate ha ha Brucey, Gary Brucey, Gary Brucey in our chippy!
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Post by boubadiopscock on Nov 30, 2006 14:03:56 GMT
Does anyone know who i mean when I talk about the mad little old woman who calls herself René in the village? Her name is actually Ireene or something? Does her makeup like a kid would and sometimes wanders into the brom all confused and takes a menu?
Mad as a box of frogs that one.
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Post by boubadiopscock on Nov 30, 2006 14:44:36 GMT
Classic. www.knowhere.co.uk/584_heroes.htmlBuskers, Street Entertainers
Me after the Merebrook Theres a guy called noel bit of a nutter who wanders round by the bottom set of traffic lights by asda helping people not be sick by talking about a sink with a bar of soap in the bottom after they have been the ritzy. We have first hand experience of this natural phenomenon, the scary thing is it worked. The bloke selling lighters in Birkenhead. Oh and he sells those punching balloon things that rattle. the doog : "yes sir,david bryant sir" The last time i spoke to the doog he'd been playing cricket with Ian botham in the brom hotel and that explained the broken window. the doog, still going strong, although slightly hunchbacked,disco/dancing dave, we all mourn his passing..........anyone remember ken the gambler? The Doug is alive and I have actually seen him a few times in the village, wait for it....sober! I actually feel quite sad when I see him cos he really looks unhappy and old these days. He lives in a hostel by Knowsly Court flats apparently and gets a fiver a week pocket money (about enough for two bottles of 'Merrydown'for the poor old bugger The Doog:is defiately alive and well and living in a hostel near the Crosville bus depot in Rock Ferry.I know he's alive 'cos he tapped me (as usual) for a fiver.There was a rumor he had died but totally untrue,he has been ill and the years of living rough have taken their toll he now looks very old.LONG LIVE THE DOOG (THE MAN WHO WOULD GET WHERE WATER WOULD'NT) The Doog was fantastic and I am sad to hear of his passing. I was accosted by him on the 41a bus many years ago. He used to shout about how he could have played for Liverpool and was always shop lifting out of the chemists on the high street (Temples I think it was called - maybe still is) Anyone from bromboro; remember the Dood? Couldn't believe the Doug got a mention on the Net!!! Dancing Dave or 'Disco Dave' to others has now passed on. I think to Doog has been ill, he's not around anymore The guy who hangs around outside the Post Office (Nelly is his name) hassling people because his Giro is late. Will always sing you a song accapella if you ask nicely. "The Doog" is our local drunk and psychotic and then theres Dancing Dave (Again don;t ask) - they are good for a laugh. There is a bloke who graces Bromborough Village with his presence every day accompanied by a bottle or two of cider, his has acquired the name 'the Doog', he actually has gross amounts of money left to him by his mother which is ironicly or unfortunately the reason for his demise from his seemingly normal lifeThat sit is ace - links to more on the right of the page.
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Post by ravanelli on Nov 30, 2006 15:57:50 GMT
Does anyone know who i mean when I talk about the mad little old woman who calls herself René in the village? Her name is actually Ireene or something? Does her makeup like a kid would and sometimes wanders into the brom all confused and takes a menu? Mad as a box of frogs that one. Oh yes....Old Spice. Bless her with her leggins. ;D
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Post by ravanelli on Nov 30, 2006 16:04:34 GMT
Dave AKA Shelly.
12 ft 6 inch and still in the Brom everyday from 11-6. How he supports this is a mystery to modern man as the only work Ive seen him do is filling the odd skip with Ray Keenan. About 7 years ago he was sitting cross legged next to the pitch opposite the Archers. He'd obviously received a consignment of herbal because he was well away just smiling and watching our game. Midway through the first half I hit a belting volley about 30 yards wide as usual but caught him plum in the head. You can only imagine the hysterics as he went down. Great fella tho...get him on your quiz team aswell because the mans a genius.
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Post by waterboy on Dec 5, 2006 10:14:34 GMT
Rumour is Shelley gets a prescription for his beer for medicinal purposes...... or so it has been said by the other alki's in the Brom!!!!!
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