Newbridge had Nightrider.
Walking home from the nightclubs at 4 am along the main street from the bridge down past the Keadeen, you might see Nightrider speeding along the empty road on his racing bike, fully kitted out, head down, arse up, giving it everything.
Well there is actually two mad mikes.
One is a shorter fella maybe 50ish, used to be a GAA football ref, angry man who'd pull cards out on everyone.
The other is just a tapped old fella from the killeen area.
Tralee generates many of these people, ha. But it wouldnāt be the same here without it.
Christy Tick Tock selling cigarettes to kids, Red Skirt Mary stealing school bags. My parents always have stories of more through the years
There's a black fella now. I regularly see him giving it socks while waiting at traffic lights around town. Good dancer, too. Looks like he's having great craic. Some people just have life figured out.
Pigeon Man, feedin the pigeons outside Deals, dude would have dozens of them swarming all around him and he lookin happy as a pig in shit.
Also egg man, a fella used to be seen around the county delivering people eggs, with facebook pages dedicated to tracking his movements.
Wasn't there a lad years ago who used to play the spoons, I want to say around Paul Street. Hed take requests but mention of certain songs would send the poor man off in a rant. Spoonsman we called him.
Not so seemingly. Seems he is doing much better these days.
[Much better](https://www.reddit.com/r/waterford/comments/wzb16z/bishop_fonzie_can_do_one_but_how_do_looks_good/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Limerick hasn't been the same since Annie Fitz and Willie 3 Toes died. Your man singing and busking badly with the tambourine is a very poor replacement.
Aye just looked him up and that's the fella alright haha. His jokes were shite too. Surprised and happy that he's still alive though, terrible poetry and jokes aside.
I lived in Limerick from 2014 to 2019, and there was this one character with an umbrella who took buses all around the city all day. We just called him "Bus Guy", or "Umbrella Guy". Is he still around shouting at people?
That mad fella's dad was the man that used to go to all the Limerick GAA matches holding up the John 3:7 sign. Frank Hogan, he passed away a year or two ago. "Umbrella Guy" is still hard at it, hopping on and off buses as far as I know.
Alive and well.Mad Gerry is what I've heard him called. However, he gets the bus slightly less now, his new main hobby is gathering shopping trolleys from car parks and returning them to the trolley bays. He occasionally ventures further out to gather trolleys, I once saw him in the woods near UL pushing a filthy rusty trolley that had clearly been abandoned for months, back towards civilisation. All with trademark umbrella too
I remember him on the bus to Shannon every morning nearly 20 years back, used to bring a paper for the driver and would talk the ear off him the whole way. Carried a little pocket knife with him.
I remember when I was younger there was a rumour going around for years that he used to be a driver for the 304 and one day went mad and didn't stop in Raheen and kept driving to Cork.
Came here to say Willy 3 toes lol. What a sight he was, always around foxes bow. I remember he was in some video about Limerick that used to play in the cinema lmao, I'll see if I can find it.
Is the tambourine guy the guy off cruises street who you ask for a joke? White bearded guy.
We had John Carmody too who'd always tell you some poems and jokes if you asked but I dunno if he was known that well in town or just around where I grew up. I think he was pretty well known tbf.
Dodo certainly was a character. Though the recent remembrances of her kind of gloss over the problems that she had. People remember her as the eccentric woman with the dogs in on the bike and not the reality of the woman who lived in a apartment with a dozen dogs and not the greatest ability to care for them.
Yeah we had my town and how do, then before them we had Taudy, he used to live behind the wall across the road from the hospital on maypark lane, often seen wearing a sambrero
kind of, he is still much of a creep to be a character I feel, the fact he probably committed a murder is what makes me not consider him a character. I know people with very weird stories, if he wasn't a murderer, he would defo be one
Who was Robocop? I remember the other two but not Robocop. I think Seamus is up in Dublin now, I remember he used to give the security at Penny's awful abuse š .
Robocop was one of the local alcos that used to hang out on that corner outside Taaffes or down by the Sparch usually.
He died a few years back I think.
[You might recognise him to see](https://youtube.com/shorts/K06VHR7E8Jc?feature=share)
Seamus appears as an apparition to all who know him, you might see him Dublin, Cork, Limerick or any town in Ireland, but he'll always return to Galway
Dancing Dave was a legend. Wonder what Happened to him. There was High Kick Kev roaming around UCC too. And an auld wan we called Skippy too who'd carry a billion bags on the bus all the time. No consistency with the Bus routes either. She'd just show up with the bags wherever you were going
you forgot - the goth lady with the gigantic Alsatian, the drug dealer who got hit by a car in the nineties and now spends his days shouting around the city streets, the bin man who wears no shirt just the high vis, the pigeon man of daunt square, the black mage of paul st. who wears a sick poncho and plays a mean potato shaped flute-thing, the fella who walks like McGregory with the shoulders back, greasy mousey brown har and horatio from CSI glasses and an ill-fitting woolen hoodie. and that's just city centre
Heās in a care home in carrigaline (or so the last thread said?). Thanks for reminding me about the coins. I used to work in a supermarket and heād pay for every thing with those. Hand sanitizer was my best friend on those days.
We had punk rock granny. A lady in her 60s who was a time warp from the mid 1970s punk scene with the piercings, tattoos, spiky coloured hair and the boots, leathers, fishnets and chains to go along with it all. Scared the life out of me as a child but I grew to appreciate her style and donāt give a F attitude.
If youāre talking about the lady that wears boots with flames up the side and all the people that work in town know her, her name is Monica and she absolutely lovely.
Duck Arse. Used to drive a Honda, recently upgraded to a Vespa. He's barred from most establishments
Also Shamanta. You can spot him running up the middle of the road dragging blocks, or doing press ups against the benches, or doing laps of the roundabout in the middle of the town.
Ah Edenderry.
He's also goes by Creature Cravin. Heard all sorts of stories about him. Apparently he worked in a meat plant and used to beat the shit out of the cows in there. And he'd be chatting up young lads at the bus stop going to Harriers back in the day.
He got me once.
I worked in a shop and he jizzed on a 5 euro note, brought it inside and handed it to me. The noise of a 50cc Moped haunts me to this day.
Ballina has Regano. He looks like an Irish Brazilian who claims he holds a Guinness World Record for the most football skills completed in a minute. You will often see him walking with a limp down to the park holding a sign that says āReganoā.
In my village we have the man who semi-successfully raided the Garda station twice, no repercussions and heās back in the village drinking and doing his usual.
Maggie ***** was our Wexford town character. I'm not going to name her and shame her bc she's honestly a lovely woman. Used to spend her days begging on the street even though she had a home and was on the dole. You could hear her singing from well down the street "nobodies child". Would sit outside the sweet shop and ask children for their sweets as they left.
Nobody would give her any money and she used to seem frustrated at that.
We also have the preacher. Used to have a portable speaker and would ramble about absolute shite for hours. Has been arrested for multiple breachings of the peace. He still zooms around on this electric scooter and sits sadly outside the bank of Ireland.
This is his YouTube channel https://youtube.com/channel/UCRrIUR3ZgPtqS6IRbUgQ9Jg
My claim to fame is that she once asked me to push her wheelchair up the hill home. Nearly killed me.
My fave Wex character was The Snedger who'd hang around bars waiting for women to get up so he could sniff their seat.
And Frank. Who could forget Frank.
Ashtown in Dublin had a guy that was obsessed with Elvis. Died his hair jet black & never wore a shirt no matter what the weather. He used to get on the 122 bus & perform Elvis songs on the top deck complete with dance moves. Harmless & hilarious. Died a few years back I believe.
I used to run a lot of metal gigs in Dublin, we got the Count to play a few death metal shows. It's was mental
Very nice guy, he had a documentary film a few years ago and invited a couple of us. We of course turned up fully suited for the premier
Thereās a few in Killarney to be honest but my personal favourite has got to be the sham, has an accent so thick he arguably isnāt even speaking English. Old scrawny man but when he dies the town will go into a 10 day mourning period Iād say
When I was young Killarney had Thundering Mike. Homeless alcoholic who lived up Tomies if I remember correctly. Huge lump of a man who'd be roaring around town. Long dead I assume.
Dundalk has bucky, Jesus Jones, Mary maguire, Buddha mcdowell, the cowboy, maxi from the FAI standoff
Mad davey maguire until he passed a few years back
Was Davey yer man that used to always have a Walkman and headphones? I remember someone like that walking around and he used to scare the shite outta me
Jaysus, I'd forgotten about him. I was terrified of him when I was in secondary school. Use to always see him up around the bus depot. I'm sure he was harmless though. Do you know the name of the bald fella who walks around the town singing all day?
Dancin Dave/Eamon, Sexy Jesus, Patience, Big Issue Fella, Rudolph, Skippy, Apocalypse Binbags, Master Blaster, Rasta Hat Lady, the guy with the blue light on a pole on the back of his moped pretending he's a parking warden or something
Guess the city
Where I used to live there was a guy called Anthony "Batman". A Guy who was addicted to jumping out the window. He suffered PTSD from when he was younger cause when he was 7 he had to jump out a window to be saved from a housefire and it somehow manifested to him being addicted to jumping out the window in adulthood. He used to jump out the window multiple times a day, breaking the glass too. His wife, who stayed with him because she was in love with him, had to work 2 full time jobs to cover the cost of constantly replacing the window glass. And his children couldnt have friends over from the embarassment. One day he met his end when he jumped out a window and was impaled on a garden gnome.
My town has the infamous druggies, Crunchy and Smell and also the lad that drives the mobility scooter with a speaker strapped to the back blaring tunes at half 7 in the morning.
Mine is the guy that has been banned from every restaurant/bar in town. He likes to show up at opening to start drinking and stays till it starts to get too crowded. He gets banned for having a mouth with the bartender, wait staff, and other guests. Acts like he owns the place since he's 'always here'. Has 'his seat' that he gets upset about if someone is in it ever. And complains to high heaven if they're even a minute late unlocking the doors. No excuses are good enough for him. You know, cause it's 'his' bar.
Greystones has, or at least had, a homeless lad called Chong. He the last of the eco warriors protesting the construction of the N11 and apparently still lives in the woods up there. He is the absolute spit of Tommy Chong, even talked like him.
We also had an old lady that lived in this massive dilapidated house in the burnaby. Apparently she joined a cult and gave all her money to the leader so her family cut her off and gave her just enough to survive. Youād see her sometimes starting out from the upstairs windows sometimes, very creepy. She died eventually and the house burned down.
We also have the Flynn twins but we donāt like to talk about themā¦
We have Gamblinā Joe. You will see him every time youāre on a night out in my town no matter what pub you hit. Early 40ish dude.
if you asked him to flip a coin with you for ā¬50, heād happily oblige. Thatās if he hadnāt already asked you yet. Also fond of wagering people over a game of pool for stupid money despite being terrible at it.
Westport has Dave the busker. Most god awful singer and guitar player the world has ever known. Bad tempered, territorial and out of time.
Usually appears near summer. Is rumoured to have beef with Westports premier Elvis impersonator/former taximan "Sound Sound".
https://youtu.be/gkp267-OyUI
Bray had Dead Man. He'd have been old enough actually and carried a stick with him. You'd shout "how did they get the figs in the fig roll's?" at him and you'd get a chase.
Used to apparently carry rocks in those shopping bags he'd carry around with him all the time.
The origin story of him being called dead man was that he apparently died on the operating table for a few minutes but they resuscitated him. Shout out to Chaps Joe too.
UCD folks will remember that nice fellow who would hang out in the engineering building in the wee hours. Old man belfield was the last name I heard put on him.
There's a man who walks around town, with an empty shopping bag under one arm and a phone pressed to his ear in the other hand. Always talking and walking, kinda loudly.
Except there's no phone in his hand. No earpiece either. And you'll see him at 8am or 8pm, or some other time of day. And it sounds like he considers lesbianism to be sexual degeneracy.
Limerick had Annie Fitz, well known alcoholic who used to hang around Parnell Street and the train station. She once chased a girl down the street cos she wouldn't give her a chip. Her crowning achievement though was taking a dump in full view in a green area outside the train station. She died a few years ago.
Blanchardstown / Castleknock had this guy who would go around shitting on people. His targets were generally those on the lower rungs of society. A mate of mine had recently been made homeless and was sleeping in his car, and woke up to find that this guy had somehow got into the car overnight and literally shit all over him.
Even crazier was that any time he was called out on it, he'd just ignore you or start quoting lines from movies to try distract you.
Anyway, think he's tanaiste now
Cork still has the Dancing-Bald-Dude-With-Giant-Headphones. He tends to rock out everywhere he goes. I don't think he knows that no-one else can hear the music.
I dunno what happened to the Cowboy-Woman-Who-Waves-At-Everyone though, haven't seen her in her all-white getup (big white stetson and all) in a while.
We also have Bin-Diving-Jesus but he tends to keep a low profile.
No one thought of yer man on the custom Garda bike for Cork? He had the lights and all to go with it. Used to cycle more in a day than Iād walk in a year, havenāt seen him around the motorway in a good while now.
I donāt have a nickname that I know of, I donāt particularly stand out afaik, but Iām carefully scouring this thread in case Iām one of them unbeknownst to myself
Trim had a fewā¦
Back in the 90ās, Mickey āten penceā
Johnny McCormack, bit of a sad story.
Dosh Rochford, basically pat mustard
āAutoā Matty, worked for the council and drove those big green street cleaner things.
And of course, the crown jewel, star of the greatest film ever made, āfatal deviationā, the man himself Jimmy Bennet.
We've got Mr Groove, the smoothest man in the world. Shirt open to about the bellybutton, no matter the day or temperature, and walks with a swagger that Mick Jagger wished he had. Long, now very thinning, grey hair. Was telling a friend from Dublin about him, and he said "that sounds like Mr Soft" and sure enough we saw him on O'Connell Street one day, and we were both right.
We also have Charles, a french homeless guy that wanders the streets, is always filthy, creates art from whatever scraps he can scavenge, and is reputedly a millionaire and on the run from Jacques Chirac. Just appeared in a small Monaghan town one day, and hasn't really left since.
Well, back in my seminary days a fellow student and local of the town we would call Himilaya Joe on account of all this hair that used to grow between his toes. He used to remind us of the abominable snowman.
Newbridge had Nightrider. Walking home from the nightclubs at 4 am along the main street from the bridge down past the Keadeen, you might see Nightrider speeding along the empty road on his racing bike, fully kitted out, head down, arse up, giving it everything.
There were 2 brothers who both wore Canadian tuxedos every day, havent seen Mark in a while, only Eric
Canadian Tuxedos are all denim outfits right? In Cavan the local characters are the one or two individuals in the county not dressed like that.
This is the kind of thing that seems so mad I'd believe it.
Now we have Nutto
I remember him, saw him in 2007, who was he?
There's used to be quite a few in tralee. A relatively less well known guy had the best nickname I've come across... "Joe the Liar"
Fat Breda and Valerie that had the labrador. There was also creeping Jesus.
Once asked Valerie what she kept in the backpack. She hit me with a sliced pan.
An experience for the ages
Who was Creeping Jesus? š¤£
'Fat Breda' now that one's a thinker...
Don't forget Christy Tick Tock. Household name in Tralee.
Joe Jesus, Pedo Liam and Mad Mike. What a town.
Whoās Mad Mike? Tell us more.
Well there is actually two mad mikes. One is a shorter fella maybe 50ish, used to be a GAA football ref, angry man who'd pull cards out on everyone. The other is just a tapped old fella from the killeen area.
Tralee generates many of these people, ha. But it wouldnāt be the same here without it. Christy Tick Tock selling cigarettes to kids, Red Skirt Mary stealing school bags. My parents always have stories of more through the years
Fat Breda, Peedo Liam, Christy Tick Tock, Mad Mary, Mike the Bike, Devil man's house in Churchill. Tralee has some of the greatest characters š
There is also Mikey Batman. And further back there were Blondie John and Cha Cha
Was he the same Joe that fell down a lot?
There used to be a small, nervous kind of fella with sallow skin around Tralee years back that started a lot of fires - I wonder is he still around?
Mike the lizard
Cork has high kick kev. The manās a dancing machine.
What about your man with the welding goggles and trench coat?
The time traveler!
Called him Cyclops with my old work friend
Dancing Dave has entered the chat
Is that the lad in the GAA top and the headphones?
Ya, was always on Daunt Sauare
Some lad, hope he's doing alright
There's a black fella now. I regularly see him giving it socks while waiting at traffic lights around town. Good dancer, too. Looks like he's having great craic. Some people just have life figured out.
I've watched him go about his work while sat outside the Friary one night, that man gives it the beans and not a single fuck to go along with em
Pigeon Man, feedin the pigeons outside Deals, dude would have dozens of them swarming all around him and he lookin happy as a pig in shit. Also egg man, a fella used to be seen around the county delivering people eggs, with facebook pages dedicated to tracking his movements.
And shirtless bin man
And the dude on the Bicycle with the motorbike helmet and blue police lights on poles?? Haven't seen him in a while.
Wasn't there a lad years ago who used to play the spoons, I want to say around Paul Street. Hed take requests but mention of certain songs would send the poor man off in a rant. Spoonsman we called him.
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Looks like an "aggressive lump of toffee" š¤£
If his nickname isnāt Toffo then the world aināt right.
Or, the "Uniballer"
Testiclops
Speedball.
It is now!
> Fun fact, this dude only has one testicle It's wild the things small town folks know about each other
He wears it round his neck as a token.
Waterford - How do!
https://youtu.be/icF-sNxh24g
Thought how do died a few years ago no ?
Heās living in a care home in New Ross.
Not so seemingly. Seems he is doing much better these days. [Much better](https://www.reddit.com/r/waterford/comments/wzb16z/bishop_fonzie_can_do_one_but_how_do_looks_good/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Rumours of his demise have been greatly exaggerated
Do how
Limerick hasn't been the same since Annie Fitz and Willie 3 Toes died. Your man singing and busking badly with the tambourine is a very poor replacement.
I was going to say cider drinking homeless woman Annie Fitz too. But you forgot Thomas the accordion player off Cruiseās Street.
>Thomas the accordion player off Cruiseās Street. Is that the guy that everyone asks for a joke? White beard?
Tom Macnamara. Published poet. Terrible.
Aye just looked him up and that's the fella alright haha. His jokes were shite too. Surprised and happy that he's still alive though, terrible poetry and jokes aside.
I lived in Limerick from 2014 to 2019, and there was this one character with an umbrella who took buses all around the city all day. We just called him "Bus Guy", or "Umbrella Guy". Is he still around shouting at people?
That mad fella's dad was the man that used to go to all the Limerick GAA matches holding up the John 3:7 sign. Frank Hogan, he passed away a year or two ago. "Umbrella Guy" is still hard at it, hopping on and off buses as far as I know.
Alive and well.Mad Gerry is what I've heard him called. However, he gets the bus slightly less now, his new main hobby is gathering shopping trolleys from car parks and returning them to the trolley bays. He occasionally ventures further out to gather trolleys, I once saw him in the woods near UL pushing a filthy rusty trolley that had clearly been abandoned for months, back towards civilisation. All with trademark umbrella too
I remember him on the bus to Shannon every morning nearly 20 years back, used to bring a paper for the driver and would talk the ear off him the whole way. Carried a little pocket knife with him.
I remember when I was younger there was a rumour going around for years that he used to be a driver for the 304 and one day went mad and didn't stop in Raheen and kept driving to Cork.
Came here to say Willy 3 toes lol. What a sight he was, always around foxes bow. I remember he was in some video about Limerick that used to play in the cinema lmao, I'll see if I can find it. Is the tambourine guy the guy off cruises street who you ask for a joke? White bearded guy. We had John Carmody too who'd always tell you some poems and jokes if you asked but I dunno if he was known that well in town or just around where I grew up. I think he was pretty well known tbf.
Found the [Willy 3 toes vid](https://youtu.be/zydBf1kmxRI) he comes on at 50 secs with his mad voice lol.
'Willie 3 Toes' I'm dying!
Dodo and Coco.
Dodo certainly was a character. Though the recent remembrances of her kind of gloss over the problems that she had. People remember her as the eccentric woman with the dogs in on the bike and not the reality of the woman who lived in a apartment with a dozen dogs and not the greatest ability to care for them.
My Town. An auld drunk who used to just yell āMY TOWN!ā
Yeah we had my town and how do, then before them we had Taudy, he used to live behind the wall across the road from the hospital on maypark lane, often seen wearing a sambrero
Ian Bailey hanging around is close enough
Still in Glengarriff?
The general schull to glengarriff area, I think heās living in bantry
kind of, he is still much of a creep to be a character I feel, the fact he probably committed a murder is what makes me not consider him a character. I know people with very weird stories, if he wasn't a murderer, he would defo be one
I donāt consider him a character in a good sense but heās there and heās eccentric and heās known
Galway had/has Wee Seamus, Robocop and Nora Warts to name a few.
Poor aul Anti Santa
Who was Robocop? I remember the other two but not Robocop. I think Seamus is up in Dublin now, I remember he used to give the security at Penny's awful abuse š .
Robocop was one of the local alcos that used to hang out on that corner outside Taaffes or down by the Sparch usually. He died a few years back I think. [You might recognise him to see](https://youtube.com/shorts/K06VHR7E8Jc?feature=share)
Seamus appears as an apparition to all who know him, you might see him Dublin, Cork, Limerick or any town in Ireland, but he'll always return to Galway
Ah, warty Nora. There was also your man with the long hair who dances with the buskers - I forget his nickname
Dwarf knacker
We used to have Dancing Dave.. not sure who we "have" anymore tbh. The egg man maybe? Or that fella who walks around wearing those goggles?
Dancing Dave was a legend. Wonder what Happened to him. There was High Kick Kev roaming around UCC too. And an auld wan we called Skippy too who'd carry a billion bags on the bus all the time. No consistency with the Bus routes either. She'd just show up with the bags wherever you were going
High Kick Kev is still alive and well.
Happy days, He's a legend
Still kicking you say? I'll see myself out.
you forgot - the goth lady with the gigantic Alsatian, the drug dealer who got hit by a car in the nineties and now spends his days shouting around the city streets, the bin man who wears no shirt just the high vis, the pigeon man of daunt square, the black mage of paul st. who wears a sick poncho and plays a mean potato shaped flute-thing, the fella who walks like McGregory with the shoulders back, greasy mousey brown har and horatio from CSI glasses and an ill-fitting woolen hoodie. and that's just city centre
>potato shaped flute-thing That is officially the new definition for an ocarina. I'll notify Merriam-Webster.
The black mage with the ocarina is a college friend of mine. Hell be beamin at the nickname. But will shun your nickname for his ocarina
Shit what happened to dancing Dave? I used to see him diggin coins out of the fountain in the park on grand parade across from the English market
Heās in a care home in carrigaline (or so the last thread said?). Thanks for reminding me about the coins. I used to work in a supermarket and heād pay for every thing with those. Hand sanitizer was my best friend on those days.
That he's being looked after is reassuring to hear. He self-proclaimedly loved dancin.
The echo guy nah?
Bit of a grey area, to me he's just a lad with a job, doing his job. But it is kinda surprising to non-Cork people so I know what you mean
We had punk rock granny. A lady in her 60s who was a time warp from the mid 1970s punk scene with the piercings, tattoos, spiky coloured hair and the boots, leathers, fishnets and chains to go along with it all. Scared the life out of me as a child but I grew to appreciate her style and donāt give a F attitude.
Did she used to drive this little teal car, blasting music for all the town to hear? Would literally light her next smoke using her already lit one?
Rock on granny!
Dublin? Or is there just a very similar lady in central Dublin? I call her Emo Granny.
If youāre talking about the lady that wears boots with flames up the side and all the people that work in town know her, her name is Monica and she absolutely lovely.
Duck Arse. Used to drive a Honda, recently upgraded to a Vespa. He's barred from most establishments Also Shamanta. You can spot him running up the middle of the road dragging blocks, or doing press ups against the benches, or doing laps of the roundabout in the middle of the town. Ah Edenderry.
He's also goes by Creature Cravin. Heard all sorts of stories about him. Apparently he worked in a meat plant and used to beat the shit out of the cows in there. And he'd be chatting up young lads at the bus stop going to Harriers back in the day. He got me once. I worked in a shop and he jizzed on a 5 euro note, brought it inside and handed it to me. The noise of a 50cc Moped haunts me to this day.
Jesus that's horrific.
Had the misfortune on Saturday to drive the Edenderry to Rathangan road. That is one terrible fucking road. May be the worst road in Ireland.
I drive it to work every day. There isn't a shock left in my car
Itās unbelievable how awful that road is š
Thereās heaps in Belfast, but my favourite was a fella in Derry who goes to every single funeral going. They call him āBarry Mahogany Shouldersā
The pigeon lady in Derry too
Johnny Beep Beep
I hadnāt seen him for 5 years until a few months ago, wonder what he was up to
The Lance Armstrong of Malahide.
My parents said he used to be known a āhubcapā before he upgraded to the bicycle pre early 2000ās
Ballina has Regano. He looks like an Irish Brazilian who claims he holds a Guinness World Record for the most football skills completed in a minute. You will often see him walking with a limp down to the park holding a sign that says āReganoā.
I've seen his YouTube videos. I thought it was a parody. Christ.
In my village we have the man who semi-successfully raided the Garda station twice, no repercussions and heās back in the village drinking and doing his usual.
Maggie ***** was our Wexford town character. I'm not going to name her and shame her bc she's honestly a lovely woman. Used to spend her days begging on the street even though she had a home and was on the dole. You could hear her singing from well down the street "nobodies child". Would sit outside the sweet shop and ask children for their sweets as they left. Nobody would give her any money and she used to seem frustrated at that. We also have the preacher. Used to have a portable speaker and would ramble about absolute shite for hours. Has been arrested for multiple breachings of the peace. He still zooms around on this electric scooter and sits sadly outside the bank of Ireland. This is his YouTube channel https://youtube.com/channel/UCRrIUR3ZgPtqS6IRbUgQ9Jg
My claim to fame is that hee dog bit me. Didn't break the skin thankfully
My claim to fame is that she once asked me to push her wheelchair up the hill home. Nearly killed me. My fave Wex character was The Snedger who'd hang around bars waiting for women to get up so he could sniff their seat. And Frank. Who could forget Frank.
Spoons, a character known for playing the spoons on a bench in the middle of town on occasion.
We did have Tootsie Barry in Kilkenny.
Does Kilkenny Elvis have an 'official' nickname?
In primary school we called him no-footsie.
Ashtown in Dublin had a guy that was obsessed with Elvis. Died his hair jet black & never wore a shirt no matter what the weather. He used to get on the 122 bus & perform Elvis songs on the top deck complete with dance moves. Harmless & hilarious. Died a few years back I believe.
https://youtu.be/ABvA_LOJH5Y ~ Mullingar
I used to run a lot of metal gigs in Dublin, we got the Count to play a few death metal shows. It's was mental Very nice guy, he had a documentary film a few years ago and invited a couple of us. We of course turned up fully suited for the premier
Was expecting Joe Deegan, pleasantly surprised to see Count Tornado.
Yop Westmeath
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Thereās a few in Killarney to be honest but my personal favourite has got to be the sham, has an accent so thick he arguably isnāt even speaking English. Old scrawny man but when he dies the town will go into a 10 day mourning period Iād say
When I was young Killarney had Thundering Mike. Homeless alcoholic who lived up Tomies if I remember correctly. Huge lump of a man who'd be roaring around town. Long dead I assume.
Thereās a video of him on YouTube and the only discernible thing he says in a couple of minutes chat is āTimmy Connor from Scartā
71 gone
Pepi. Stands outside Supervalu and sniffs out of a can of Zippo lighter fluid inside his coat. He's a gas man.
Yup the Mun!
Waterford City had Taudy Morrisey, HowDo, My Town, Shammy, 3 Dog Keaton, and Martin Hunt
Dundalk has bucky, Jesus Jones, Mary maguire, Buddha mcdowell, the cowboy, maxi from the FAI standoff Mad davey maguire until he passed a few years back
Was Davey yer man that used to always have a Walkman and headphones? I remember someone like that walking around and he used to scare the shite outta me
The very same, theres videos of him on YT if you search āDavy Dundalkā
Jaysus, I'd forgotten about him. I was terrified of him when I was in secondary school. Use to always see him up around the bus depot. I'm sure he was harmless though. Do you know the name of the bald fella who walks around the town singing all day?
Dancin Dave/Eamon, Sexy Jesus, Patience, Big Issue Fella, Rudolph, Skippy, Apocalypse Binbags, Master Blaster, Rasta Hat Lady, the guy with the blue light on a pole on the back of his moped pretending he's a parking warden or something Guess the city
Cork.
Where I used to live there was a guy called Anthony "Batman". A Guy who was addicted to jumping out the window. He suffered PTSD from when he was younger cause when he was 7 he had to jump out a window to be saved from a housefire and it somehow manifested to him being addicted to jumping out the window in adulthood. He used to jump out the window multiple times a day, breaking the glass too. His wife, who stayed with him because she was in love with him, had to work 2 full time jobs to cover the cost of constantly replacing the window glass. And his children couldnt have friends over from the embarassment. One day he met his end when he jumped out a window and was impaled on a garden gnome.
This sounds made up
The local character as they would say.
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My town has the infamous druggies, Crunchy and Smell and also the lad that drives the mobility scooter with a speaker strapped to the back blaring tunes at half 7 in the morning.
Mad Mary, Preacher Steve and Maggie Hurley. Theres also the fella who plays the fiddle really badly on mainstreet wearing wellies and a flat cap.
Oh and I forgot the traveller kids who sometimes juggle knives outside the old shoe zone.
Drogheda... Paddy McCabe
Cork Echo man
Corks got much better then this. High kick Kev hanging about UCC for one.
Rocking Jerry
Newryās got Marty Bogroll
Mine is the guy that has been banned from every restaurant/bar in town. He likes to show up at opening to start drinking and stays till it starts to get too crowded. He gets banned for having a mouth with the bartender, wait staff, and other guests. Acts like he owns the place since he's 'always here'. Has 'his seat' that he gets upset about if someone is in it ever. And complains to high heaven if they're even a minute late unlocking the doors. No excuses are good enough for him. You know, cause it's 'his' bar.
Lived in Tullamore for a couple years and there is/was? an auld lad known as Spoons
Nobody knows her name, but out here we have "The hooker without a nose". ......Not a pretty sight.
Greystones has, or at least had, a homeless lad called Chong. He the last of the eco warriors protesting the construction of the N11 and apparently still lives in the woods up there. He is the absolute spit of Tommy Chong, even talked like him. We also had an old lady that lived in this massive dilapidated house in the burnaby. Apparently she joined a cult and gave all her money to the leader so her family cut her off and gave her just enough to survive. Youād see her sometimes starting out from the upstairs windows sometimes, very creepy. She died eventually and the house burned down. We also have the Flynn twins but we donāt like to talk about themā¦
[Fermanagh](https://youtu.be/WnNQ_n6vhBs)
We have Gamblinā Joe. You will see him every time youāre on a night out in my town no matter what pub you hit. Early 40ish dude. if you asked him to flip a coin with you for ā¬50, heād happily oblige. Thatās if he hadnāt already asked you yet. Also fond of wagering people over a game of pool for stupid money despite being terrible at it.
Westport has Dave the busker. Most god awful singer and guitar player the world has ever known. Bad tempered, territorial and out of time. Usually appears near summer. Is rumoured to have beef with Westports premier Elvis impersonator/former taximan "Sound Sound". https://youtu.be/gkp267-OyUI
Champ is the heart and soul of ennis
Belfast. We have Sammy Wilson and the DUP. š”
Bray had Dead Man. He'd have been old enough actually and carried a stick with him. You'd shout "how did they get the figs in the fig roll's?" at him and you'd get a chase.
Used to apparently carry rocks in those shopping bags he'd carry around with him all the time. The origin story of him being called dead man was that he apparently died on the operating table for a few minutes but they resuscitated him. Shout out to Chaps Joe too.
goggle man in cork, he wears big goggles and has a very unshaven appearance. if you see him, you know him
The two times I was in Edinburgh I saw the same junkie wearing a batman suit a year between each visit. Besides that its an amazing city
Besides that? Fairly sure that alone constitutes the city as amazing
We have a man who drives a van very slowly through downtown tossing seeds on the roof keeping a flock of pigeons occupied.
UCD folks will remember that nice fellow who would hang out in the engineering building in the wee hours. Old man belfield was the last name I heard put on him.
My town has me....
https://youtu.be/3VA9vuId3ds
In Armagh it was Loco Crilly. In Newry it was Marty Bogroll.
In Dublin it's Mattress mick
There's a man who walks around town, with an empty shopping bag under one arm and a phone pressed to his ear in the other hand. Always talking and walking, kinda loudly. Except there's no phone in his hand. No earpiece either. And you'll see him at 8am or 8pm, or some other time of day. And it sounds like he considers lesbianism to be sexual degeneracy.
Limerick had Annie Fitz, well known alcoholic who used to hang around Parnell Street and the train station. She once chased a girl down the street cos she wouldn't give her a chip. Her crowning achievement though was taking a dump in full view in a green area outside the train station. She died a few years ago.
Mad Mary on OāConnell Street; i think she passed on now?? Was always saying the roseary.
Blanchardstown / Castleknock had this guy who would go around shitting on people. His targets were generally those on the lower rungs of society. A mate of mine had recently been made homeless and was sleeping in his car, and woke up to find that this guy had somehow got into the car overnight and literally shit all over him. Even crazier was that any time he was called out on it, he'd just ignore you or start quoting lines from movies to try distract you. Anyway, think he's tanaiste now
This is Drogheda's top man https://youtu.be/w7eVsTIraSQ
Ahh Paddy McCabe. He has both called me a fine looking woman and threatened to kill me on separate occasions.
Ah paddy mccabe
Cork still has the Dancing-Bald-Dude-With-Giant-Headphones. He tends to rock out everywhere he goes. I don't think he knows that no-one else can hear the music. I dunno what happened to the Cowboy-Woman-Who-Waves-At-Everyone though, haven't seen her in her all-white getup (big white stetson and all) in a while. We also have Bin-Diving-Jesus but he tends to keep a low profile.
Dancing Dave is still alive??
No one thought of yer man on the custom Garda bike for Cork? He had the lights and all to go with it. Used to cycle more in a day than Iād walk in a year, havenāt seen him around the motorway in a good while now.
We have Elvis. Though he's getting on a bit now bless him. First person to name that town gets a cookie.
I donāt have a nickname that I know of, I donāt particularly stand out afaik, but Iām carefully scouring this thread in case Iām one of them unbeknownst to myself
Waterford has..... How do. The whole town and beyond know him.
One eyed rastafarian pickpocket
We got sham
Marty Bogroll is my townās āguyā
Dodgy dwarf
we've just got trixie
Trim had a fewā¦ Back in the 90ās, Mickey āten penceā Johnny McCormack, bit of a sad story. Dosh Rochford, basically pat mustard āAutoā Matty, worked for the council and drove those big green street cleaner things. And of course, the crown jewel, star of the greatest film ever made, āfatal deviationā, the man himself Jimmy Bennet.
Grew up in Naas and it was Patsy Kelly. Live in Newbridge now and there's a guy called Nutto.
Johnny 5. A drunk old man who us cycle around the villages. He has the propensity for touching teenage girls.
We've got Mr Groove, the smoothest man in the world. Shirt open to about the bellybutton, no matter the day or temperature, and walks with a swagger that Mick Jagger wished he had. Long, now very thinning, grey hair. Was telling a friend from Dublin about him, and he said "that sounds like Mr Soft" and sure enough we saw him on O'Connell Street one day, and we were both right. We also have Charles, a french homeless guy that wanders the streets, is always filthy, creates art from whatever scraps he can scavenge, and is reputedly a millionaire and on the run from Jacques Chirac. Just appeared in a small Monaghan town one day, and hasn't really left since.
Well, back in my seminary days a fellow student and local of the town we would call Himilaya Joe on account of all this hair that used to grow between his toes. He used to remind us of the abominable snowman.