Bloody hell, it's stuff like this that makes me grateful I'm married! (Have been 30-ish years.) Who the fuck do these men think they are?
Last summer, I had an annoying and pushy bloke from our village some 5-6 doors up, pushing himself on me - verbally not physically - complimenting me, and calling me 'pretty,' and he started bringing gifts around to me (I was in the garden, trimming the hedges,) like old books and shit he had obviously got from charity shops or had in his house for years!
After the 5th time (in 2 days) I said 'honestly you need to stop bringing me stuff.' I was polite but not rude as quite honestly I felt a bit sorry for him. I think he was lonely. (It's not the job of a woman to be an emotional support blanket for a man though I know that...) He said 'I don't mind, you're a lovely lady.'
At that point DH came outside, (to pop something in the wheelie bin,) and this man (standing at the bottom of the drive at this point,) went white and looked stunned. He hadn't realised I had a husband. (DH rarely leaves the house only for work,) and he ran off quickly. Even if I hadn't got a husband, what the fuck did this man think he was doing?! 
I hadn't told DH by the way, not at that point as it hadn't escalated at that point. He very rarely walks past our home now!
Let us know how it goes with the police @Lovelycupofcoffee Hope you're OK.... 