I've just been accosted by him near Grange Road. He was waving keys and shouting into a mobile. He asked me if I spoke English and then told me his car had broken down, his wife was in labour and he needed £3 to put in the parking meter so that he could run to Guys. He told me I could have his keys, his watch, in fact anything I liked if I would just help him out. Although I was tempted to ask for his shirt, sadly I had no money to offer.
I would guess he is in his sixties, but obviously still has the power to pull a lovely young wife if she's having his baby.
I think the sunshine must have drawn him out of his winter hiding place.
I last saw him in SQ Tesco's car park too. Late last year, he'd probably saved enough for a round the world cruise to unwind a little. I think the penny has finally dropped and he recognises me now - he'd put on a great performance of shouting into his mobile that he was stranded and then when he clocked who it was in the car muttered some dark oath under his breath and was on his way.
Does it start like this?
"Do you speak English?"
"Oh thank God for that....blah,blah,blah"
Tall,darkish hair,gaunt, occasionally disguised as a semi-p****ed security guard around Union St etc.....?
He was 'working' it late at night on Upper Ground last week-wife has been transferred from one hospital to another (not pregnant this time!)-no petrol-car just round the corner-have my keys,phone blablabla.
Needless to say I gave him nothing-told him the Police would help him if called them on his mobile. Funny-he tok off like greased lightning when I said that-can't think why?!