Just thought I'd mention him.

And his bike !

When we were kids we used to shout at him Kenny Bottles is a tramp and he would chase us all over grays.

Can you remember the deaf and dumb bloke Mri.
Think he had a red indian nick name Cochese or somthing similar.

Not looking to good now Mutley

Looks like he's on his last legs

Ted Welly used to try and chase us on Fens shops when we tipped his cart over but as his toes were at 90 degrees to his feet, he couldn't run.

Remember the dummy this other guy was called Cheyanne.

Did it look like this??

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Does Coco still have his horse and cart???

Coco has expanded now he has a pick up as well as a horse and cart.
No licence. no tax. no MOT but he has the pick up.

but isnt it coco junior with the pick up
coco anderson the elder still has the horse and cart

Yes No6 partnerships and everything in the Coco scrap empire.

Update on Kenny Bottles. He lives in a nursing home next to the General Hospital apparently.

still living on the central coco - keeps his hosses out the back of meryl gdns/seaton lane way

canny auld fella

went to school with his sister who married jimmy Walter Mitty Shithead

Jimmy Walter Mitty Shithead thats a name from the past his dad was called Whip.

When we moved from the Headland, to near the top of Warren Road, aged about 13, and the locals lads (including Poolymad) found out my name, I kept getting called Kenny Bottles. I never had a clue what they were talking about then, and I'm still not to sure even now.

Is he from Bruce Crescent way?

Thats him. KK

Iron Hand. The parky from the Burn Valley.

Anyone remember Billy Ingledew?

DIdn't suggest he was!

Banana legs, parky from the Hart Lane cemy.

How about Frank the Flasher from the Chester allotments or the bloke with no arms who sold matches with his feet? Apparently he got accused of being a kiddie fiddler so he rolled himself off the pier at the Headland.

We had:

"Albert" - Think he was called Albert Deer, didn't have electricity and borrowed taties and sugar from people. Often shaved on his doorstep at 3am and once witnessed a murder.

"The Divvy" - Fella called Dave Dobson, hated kids, eventually got evicted as far as I know

"Cowly cowly custard" - Yubep will know this one, we used to shout that in his alley and run away, never knew why!

"Go fella" - Lived in Bruntoft and wore a coca cola hat and had a grey goatee, used to run everywhere

"Jesus jones superstar" - Wore a sonic helmet on his bike and had the song "Jesus jones superstar, comes round the corner on his yamaha, pulled a skid, killed a kid, caught his knackers in a dustbin lid"

Can't think of anymore, west view was a worrying place!

Can anyone remember the old bloke who lived just off Stockton Road in a run-down bungalow. I think it was only knocked down a few years back. Rumour had it that he was an old miser who had inherited a soft drinks company but wouldn't spend the money. He was once locked a friend of my cousin's in his shed for daring to venture into his garden, only let him out about 2 hours later.

Does anyone remember a bloke referred to as Sid Snot? He was a funny shape, had a hunchback, stunk, he looked like a tramp and his teeth were like a witch doctor's necklace. He once fell off his stool in Ladbrokes and everyone burst out laughing.

No, it was on the road that leads round to St Aidans, just over the road from the Chinese on Stockton Road.

Is it true he was a kiddie fiddler? (He can't sue for defamation cos he's dead).

The streets were swarming with gadgies in shabby macs with tourette's when I was a kid.
You just don't see that any more.

We had just the one i can remember:

"Mincher the tatty pincher"

Donald Whinpenny...... the Bamboo Kid used to skulk around Ward jackson Park with a bamboo cane as a self appointed youth corporal punishment operative.

We're all indoors shouting at the telly now

is there any truth in what i was told by a former work colleague from the headland. a bloke called ibble obble who dressed as a woman and sucked young lads off through the letterbox! they used to shout 'ibble obble gis a gobble!' and he would!!!

We used to call him Mucky Sid. He used to go in the bookies raby road near the chester and shout what price in the blue all the time. Then put on 10p forcasts. We also had a young lad called Radio 1. He lived in milbank road a seem to remember. Could even have been some relation to Coco.

It was opposite Ewart Parsons, there is a new bungalow there now. He was one of the Guthries A la lemonade. Ive spoken to him a few times ( when he was alive of course not in a Derek Acorah kind of way) and he was a very intelligent kindly man (not in a kiddy fiddler kind of way either!) He spent most of his time in a little off shot at the back/side of his house and I have seen him hand feeding wild rabbits and birds!! He had loads of stocks and shares and money tied up in Hong Kong but reckoned it never brought him any happiness so left it there.

That's good to know. I remember we were all frightened of him as kids, probably just because he looked like your stereotypical scary old man. The lad who got locked in the shed was one of David Murphy's mates (I'm led to believe your Si H's uncle if that's correct) and I suppose it taught him a lesson cos he wouldn't dare go back in the garden again! All of these people who 'normal' people think are strange and weird probably have lived some of the most interesting lives we'd ever hear about.

Couldn't agree more, Mr Kibber. Show me a man who fits in with the herd, and I'll show you a bore

his sister deliah is a couple of sandwiches short of a picnic

jack and murial, two winos that used to live at little india

two blokes, brothers who where very tiny !!Owton Manor that was me and Dugout