There is a rumour going around our street that our house is a den of iniquity and my hubby and I are drug dealers! It's all come about because a little old lady who lives up the street has seen what looks like a police man staking out our house every morning, and she's convinced it's because we're dealing drugs. What she doesn't realise is that the man in blue who looks like a policeman is my hubby (who wears a uniform not unlike that of a policeman) waiting for his lift to work! Lordy....now you can see how these rumours start!!!?????