I just wanted to do a post dedicated to all of the fabulous locals that live in The Kings Cross area in Sydney, it most probably holds the largest population of colourful characters in a small area on earth; From the weird and wonderful to the slightly scary you can find them all here, this is my small rundown of the best and arguably the worst characters to see:
My favourite is the black transvestite, whose name is apparently Kelly Fabuloso!!! He / she can be seen on Darlinghurst Road form around 12pm until 12am, usually on the bench outside of the Sugar Mill, sporting a spectacularly tacky dress but always looking fabulous – of course. This is my favourite person always happy and usually dancing she once proposed to my friend Harry as he looks kind of like his royal namesake, she was apparently the princess of Nairobi cast out from the family, as she fell in love, she was then abandoned at the altar and is now on the lookout to marry a prince!! On a separate occasion she also told me that she had been a runner up on Australia’s Next Top Model!!! Love it.
There is of course the old lady, who randomly joins peoples tables in bars and has a little rant – oh how I miss her, my favourite line from her was “F**k you lot, I’m going to be late for my taxi to Darwin” as she left the bar! That is one expensive taxi ride.
I cannot forget Animal – king of the pimps, with a hart or gold! One morning me and some friends popped out for some breakfast and found ourselves at a table full of pimps and a Marilyn Monroe impersonator, I was asked if I wanted to be a stripper and ride on his bike… I politely declined.
The crying girl… I have never met or seen this one, but I have heard her repeatedly outside of my window at night time just screaming “it’s night time, its night time” …. Yes we F*****g know it’s night time and we are trying to sleep!!!
Finally there are the classics who I will never forget: man with singing deer robot, man dressed as old pregnant lady, prostitutes, junkies, Terry Tibbs…and of course I should have mentioned myself, the crazy midget walking around trying to flog the 4ft light bulbs to anyone who would listen…most likely whilst intoxicated. I love and miss seeing every one of these people every day – they are all just so god damn intriguing to watch. The Kings Cross locals are remarkable.