Stafford local legends - You had some characters!

basil

don't mention the blinds
theflamingred said:
Silverfish said:
Does anyone have any idea who she is? I see her all the time too, pushing a supermarket trolley wherever she goes. I think she uses it like a Zimmer frame.
The last time I saw her the contents of the trolley were mainly made up of bags of compost and loaves of bread.
:?:
Again her trolley was full of loaves of sliced bread, i spotted her in Sainsburys last night, they opened up another till when they spotted to woeful looks on the faces of folk joining the queue behind her......
 

Sir BoD

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sandonia said:
Sammy Sutton was another and his brother who used to have the horse and cart, did Sammy get run over or something
Sammy used to live in one of the houses at Broad Eye next to The Lamb pub with his wife. He used to call everybody, "me babby!" and used to have a gummy smile and a wicked chesty laugh.

He was walking across from Wilkos car park and heading towards the back of the Guildhall Market loading area one early morning when a 'bus knocked him over. He died at hospital.

As for Russian Rob, he actually lived in Sash Street, not County Road. Me and a mate of mine went round there one drunken night and stupidly accepted his invitation in. Even with about 10 pints inside me to dull my senses, 15 minutes is all I could bear before my nose started to melt from the rancid smell.

He was still alive up until two/three years ago. He was at the old folks' home by Katharine House Hospice because a mate of mine used to work there and nursed him.

I actually saw him a year or two prior to that and he was being wheeled around near the Iceland shop by a nurse. He was very clean, smoothly shaven and was actually very chubby!
 

Trumpet

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Big Willie, pretty regular in the Bear & Pheasant these days, with Jack Russell (ish) in tow.
 

gon2seed

(and me! - Ed)
SugarRay said:
As for Russian Rob, he actually lived in Sash Street, not County Road. Me and a mate of mine went round there one drunken night and stupidly accepted his invitation in. Even with about 10 pints inside me to dull my senses, 15 minutes is all I could bear before my nose started to melt from the rancid smell.

He was still alive up until two/three years ago. He was at the old folks' home by Katharine House Hospice because a mate of mine used to work there and nursed him.
We have been here before, but I will tell my tail again. (When has ever telling it before, stopped him? Ed)

Robert has an interesting history, I think, he may have passed on. He got his original nik-name, 'Robert the Robot' from a story he told the ladies at lotus (who bullied him terribly), where he used to clean. He told them about an female alien who had visited him at night, and he had made loorve to her! He then seemed to loose it when his mum died, he had lived with her, and he paraded around town in full natzi regalia, accompanied by a large ferocious hound. He told anyone interested that there were thosands of Germans, who were just waiting for the word from him, before they invaded again! He was the victim of cruel jokes, and came to the Old Bill's attention, after an altercation lead to him carrying a pistol, threatening people in the old market!!!!
I crossed his path, when in my job as a Social Work Assistant, I got the task of helping him clean his old house in North Wales, up. He had been threatend that he had to, because it was a fire hazard. As a newby to the job, (Well it was 20+ years ago! Ed) I went round to tell him the happy news, and that I would help! The good news, is Robert moved soon after to Sash Street, and the housing officer from the council, bought me dinner in the Swan! I can imagine Roberts neighbours in Sash St were delighted when he moved in, because despite being well clad, with disposble trousers, shirt, and gloves, it took me months to wash the smell off, and get it out of my nose!!!! His new house in Sash treet had been purpose renovated by the Council, and you could easily clean the tiled floors, that went partly up the walls! It doesn't sound from this account that it got a clean too often! The bizarre thing about our cleaning day, was that originally Robert didn't want to chuck away anything, but as the day wore on, it became obvious to him that he had no further use, for mouldy food, dirty old clothes, and years of detrious! It was as if, as we discarded stuff, Robert was having the blinkers removed from his eyes. Needless to say we parted on much better terms, because at first he wasn't going to let me in, and he blamed me for all his problems. Pretty soon after I got a job in Rochdale, moved in with Mrs Seed, and lost touch with Robert.
 

zakkwylde87

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The 'Bag Lady' or 'Trolley Lady' is still knocking about and is apparently called Molly. The story about her losing her child and beleiving it is in the trolley is also apparently true. The source cannot be disclosed...
 

tommyduck

A few posts under my belt
I havent seen her in around 2 year,
but she might just be getting cared for in a home maybe,
brave old doll walking a round in the dark in her condition how
she did

bet she never realised she was a local legend either
 

tommyduck

A few posts under my belt
Sammys son is still in Stafford . Shane is his name must be nearing 50

never knew sammy was he well known?
what area of town
 

marky

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Characters, know of quite a few, David Dix, shouter, short balding leather jacket, seen last around 2006, michael southall, seems sober now, but left his brandy bottle in my shop (nov 2011), mr whitlock, used to shout about police, had zimmer frame or wheelchair, and stinks to high heaven (last seen around early 2012), Paul Brandrick, in town every day, usually market square, comes in 'my' shop and reads kids books out loud, David Rigby often with flower guys in market square, now with frame thing, can sing, molly with the trolley (seen last around 2006) very smelly tramp 30°C will wear coat gloves!

Denzil Bucknor, 24th Aug 2001 up tree by the old tescos, 7th Sep 2001 up tree Earl Street, shouting about police/newspapers

Also the kilted guy not sure he is scottish but very intelligent, buys technical books off me, always talking away

Irene Smyth, from Stone, always talks to her self and swears (tuesdays in stafford)
 

marky

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Gramaisc cool! I don't remember robert, had heard of a Robbie the Robot, but never seen him I don't think
 
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