MrFozz - well the people who called me that, followed me around on an almost daily basis. I always stuck to walking along paths that were well lit and had CCTV. It was like they lived nearby, spying, knowing my every movement, they've even stood at the back of my house shouting "Bus Wankaaaa", it continued until they started playing football in the street. Of which then me and my mam were stood at the door staring at them, the neighbour offered to call the police (which took about 45 minutes), they sent for their mother to come and rant at my mam, of which then their mother relised it was her sons that were causing the trouble and dragged them back to their house, the younger one (about 14, drunk and on drugs) came back to apologise of which then the police arrived to sort it out, I believe that they were given an order to stay away from my street. It's recently started again, (and also with a black eye which I got from an unknown person on Boxing Day) resulted to me travelling via bus to tuition and to the shops to avoid the bastards.