Did you know that the Queen goes window-shopping incognito and then sends a footman round to pick up what she fancies? Or that Freddie Mercury used to leave his look-alike sitting in a pub while he went off having gay sex in lavatories? Or that a family brought their dead granny back from holiday wrapped in a carpet? If so, you are a victim of urban myths. No one knows where they come from but they are an inescapable part of modern life. People like them because they are quirky and, even though most are quite implausible, lots of people are regularly fooled into believing them. Urban myths never happened to the person who tells you the story but always to a mate of his, or a distant relation or to a bloke he met down the boozer. No matter how unreliable the source of the information it never ceases to entertain. This book contains a plethora of such stories and, when you've read them all, naturally you'll go straight down the pub and tell the next idiot who comes along that they are all gospel truth (as vouched for by your distant cousin).