They might have been pushed further out. we had a few good ones when i was a teenager in deepest barnet, the peoples choice clearly being the diminutive old white bloke who haunted the charity shops. he very patchily shaved his own head and went around in a black cloak with a staff, the top of which boasted a green papier mache snake. on closer inspection the black cloak turned out to be one of the childs harry potter robes they used to sell in marks and spencer.
i was looking forward to him inducting me into the occult, or at least trying to sell me some speed, when i found him in the british heart foundation perusing the films. he sounded just like janet street porter, and goes to the shop assistant "ERE YOU GOT ANY MORE OF THESE? I'VE ALREADY GOT THIS ONE, SEEN IT LOADS" - he was holding up a Bratz DVD, and went on to explain that he puts them on whenever he feels a bit depressed. I left feeling incredibly disappointed and impressed.