Someone who really looked like Mark from Peep Show in a guitar shop, he was just about to try a guitar but I ran away before he could play anything. I imagined it'd be some dadrock of somekind.

In town there was also a group of old people clustered round a crucifix. It had some kind of slogan mentioning love and nails scrawled on it. They seemed pretty angry, I imagine they were looking for someone to sacrifice to their gods.
Do you give religious nutjobs on the street a wide berth?
Or is there the risk of running into one of those gits in a bib brandishing direct debit forms looking for monthly charity donations?