got on a bus today.... and Beadle was at the back!
He was chatting jibberish... so i went to chat with him...
gutted i didn't have my camera... i wrote down what he was saying and recorded it on my phone....
these are some bullet points of what our 5 minute converstaion entailed....
* my parents were paying their rates before the war
* people in the towwn are saying im a bad man
* im not a bad man am i?
* i live near the library in town
* there making a grrave mistake they are, they are i tell you they are
* who do you think i have to write to? the duke of edinburgh? the priminister??
* i just don't know who to write to?
* they can't say i'm a bad person can they?
* i was born and brought up in Westcliff. i still live there now.
* my parents paid rates they did
* i'm a nice man
* they can't say im not a nice man, my late parents said i was a nice man
* my names michael
* i don't want to tell you my surname... that doesnt matter does it?? its not a horrible surname i just don't want to tell you it
* i used to work for the council, but then they laid me off, i worked in the gardens up in liegh didn't i
* i was born after the war
* went to Chalkwell and Fairfax school years ago.
* only lord is perfect my late grandma said... none of us are perfect, if we were we wouldn't be here...
* that doesnt make me bad though, im a nice man i am. i'm nice aren't i?
* people are making a grave mistake
* im going to the police to ask them who to write to
on the holy bible i'm a nice person.
He was wearing....
A wide brimmed hat
A big checked scarf
a big dark blue waterproof coat
Raybans... Black ones
Blue jeans
Black shoes
Grey socks
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