I lived in my lovely terraced house from age 16. I paid all my rent and supported myself (admittedly slightly under market rent). I was friendly enough, didn't have parties as that wasn't my thing. I enjoyed a good night out clubbing but it simply ended with a drunken taxi ride home to bed, no loud noises, parties and what you would usually expect from youngsters living alone. I was very houseproud and responsible.
My neighbour, a lovely chap
In his 30's had such a laugh telling me about all the rumours about me he'd heard off the other neighbours. I never said a thing to the woman who was originally telling everyone but she certainly liked to make up a good story.
Over the years I lived there I was rumoured to be a lesbian 🤷🏻♀️, I was sleeping with the man next door (ew, OLD DUDE!), drug dealing, a junkie (never touched drugs in my life. I've always been anti drugs, even recreational club stuff) and best yet, I was running a brothel. I could laugh all those off and even joked that I would put a sign on my door and name my house "Lady Avoiding's pleasure house". It was funny.
However, eventually I was accused of abandoning my dog, cats and parrot. The RSPCA were around almost weekly! They'd tape my door, I'd have to peel it off (causing damage) and call them. They'd come around, coo over my adored pets and say I was perfectly legal to work my 12 hour weekend night shifts, especially considering both my mum and the chap next door were popping in to let the dog out before bed. It took quite a lot of visits by the RSPCA before one inspector actually checked what I said and helped by putting a note on my address in their reporting system of multiple malicious calls.
I guess random stories weren't enough to have a go at me so neighbour upped her game.
One day a new man moved in next door, also in his 30's and we were friendly (no not like that!) and the police stormed in my house one night. They demanded to speak to the male living here. I told them there were no men here. It turned out they busted the wrong house. It was for next door. And the reason? He had been reported as a pedophile. The reasoning behind this were sightings of multiple teen and younger girls visiting his house every weekend.
Aka, his own bloody children.
We think it was miss nosey neighbour at it again as she was the only person on the street who didn't really know me or my neighbour.