I was told a story about the Bugger Man. As a child you will believe anything an adult tells you. I use to act  just like Felix. My mother told me that every night when a child was being bad he would haunt you and she said that he lived in the flat under mine.

Some times she would tell me that there was a Grinch that would give you coal if you was bad at Christmas. But I realised that the was no such thing as Santa or the Grinch when I was about seven.