Wilf sports a great line in designer headgear
that no self-respecting lunatic should ignore.
Wilf is not so much a tramp as a nutter. He lives in a home, but every day takes all his possessions down to Cottingham Road, near the crossroads with Beverley Road and Clough Road, and starts anew his watch against invaders. He believes himself to be in the Foreign Legion, and keeps an eye out, mumbling under his breath all of the time.
Tramp Rating ****