The man, who ranks himself alongside Gaudi and Michelangelo, was there – taking his lunch break, enthroned on a tatty sofa. Everyone seemed to be studiously avoiding him, so I went over for a chat and asked him when he started building his castle.
“69,” he said, “My favourite number.” Then said, “My wife and I do it back-to-back now” (for heaven’s sake – I hadn’t known this man two minutes!) “I call it 96,” he said. Then he did his Viagra rant, followed by an anti-royal family, pro Diana and the murder conspiracy rant which he presumed would provoke us, being English – but he had the wrong people.
Other rants followed: anti-authority, anti-establishment, the “facist / nazi republicans” etc. etc. And if he’s not around, there’s rant signs all over the place.
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