When we lived in Morayshire i had a right old harpy as my HV. She came round a few times when i was pregnant.
One time she told me that i would need to get my dogs put down cos "dogs always eat babies". Another time, when i said i was undecided on how to feed, she told me that i shouldn't have to even think about it, i would seriously jeopardise my child's health if i bottle fed.
She asked if i thought my husband was having an affair whilst i was preganant, because he was away to Kosovo, and "how do you know he's really there, he could be away with his fancy piece".
I had a horrible pregnancy, had a urine infection which had got up into my kidneys,so was given antibiotics, (at 39 weeks) and was told by HV that my child would now be born deformed!
After i had DS1, i was bottle feeding, she told me that with my family history of diabetes and breast cancer he would be dead with one of those illnesses by the time he was 5! It was at this point my DH, who had been in the hall and heard every word she said, put her, pyhsically out of the house.