One thing I enjoy about the north is the assortment of random nutters you get everywhere.
I got asked for a pound outside the shops yesterday by some 4′11″ midget alcoholic who was about 70 years old. I said “I’ve got no change, always use card nowadays” (which was actually true), to which he said “fuck off then”. He then walked up to two women with pushchairs and asked the same question and they didn’t give him anything, to which he shouted “YOU CAN FUCK OFF AN’ ALL” and sauntered off.
They’re a bit different to southerners, who are either generally less like this, or actually much more extreme (proper badman who will stab you).
