In my time, I have seen a few. Heard a few, too. A rumour is an interesting thing. Like an urban myth. There are some outrageous ones. Like the one about the big foot – the yeti – last seen fixed firmly in the clown’s mouth. That was a particularly good one. The other one that took off was the one about a cereal bigamist. He liked Oaties and Pronutro.

Rumours– Blog No. 26