The Norwich Puppet Master (aka Puppet Man - he even has his own range of greetings cards and miscellanea in local shops) has been a popular figure here for many years. A while back, during one of the gutter press' periodic pogroms of hypocrisy the police stopped him using his trouser snake and forced him to use hand puppets instead.
But yay! Saturday saw the return of the trouser snake. For how long this will be delighting local children and frightening their prudish parents only time will tell, but I hope it's back to stay.

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Sometimes, if I can't think of anything to say but it seems I should say something, I say, "that's nice." But it doesn't seem appropriate in this situation.
Oh bless him, has he been out in all this bad weather?
Inappropriate is the order of the day, Petrea.
Yes, mum; he's out in all weathers, singing along to his sixties cassettes and jiggling his creations around for the kids. His fans now run a website and Facebook page for him but he's too gaga to know what's going on. It's nice to see him smiling and singing; much better than having him locked in a care home.
Here's his Wikipedia page, for anyone wanting to know more of the legendary puppet king: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwich_Puppet_Man
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! Where can I get one of those snakes? And can I get it in time for Valentine's Day? Probably not, huh?
Valentine's is as good a time as any for giving inappropriate gifts, Katherine, so I say, go for it! If you can't find one of those on Etsy, then it's a sad world.
He seems like quite a "character". And local characters can add a bit of color to an otherwise humdrum street scene.
Here's another colorful character:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzod3CotfAg
Fun! Local characters certainly do add something to the street scene, Ms.M, though around here most of their colour comes from somewhat colourful language. We do tend to attract the shouty ones. The worst is an American Christian evangelist who likes to stand near the Thomas Browne statue and yell at shoppers, telling them how damned they are for not being like him.
There is very little more annoying than an evangelist, of any religion.
Darn it! I'm an evangelist for fat, balding middle-ageism.
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