Our neighbors believed my wife was underage and reported us to the police, claiming that an elderly man was living with a teenage girl…

So, you wont believe thisI have to tell you what happened when Emily and I moved into our flat. We took out a mortgage and did up the place, you know, new paint, a bit of decorating, and then lugged all our stuff over. About a month later, we finally settled in.

We thought we should introduce ourselves to the neighbours, so we invited the lovely couple from across the halla sweet older pairover for a cup of tea. As soon as we started chatting and they realised Emily was my wife rather than my daughter, they sipped their tea oddly fast and then made some excuse to shuffle out almost immediately. And this was on a Friday night!

So, Saturday morning, there was a knock. I answer the door in my dressing gown, and a police officer is standing there, asking to see our IDsmine and Emilys.

Honestly, we were taken aback. Then, of all people, the local vicar pops round and asks to see our marriage certificate as well! We were turning the place upside down for a good ten minutes trying to find all the papers, since you know, after moving, everything’s stuffed into cardboard boxes.

Eventually, we found the certificate and handed them over. The police officer looked at Emily almost wistfully, apologised for waking us up, and started to leave. But before he went, he mentioned hed received a complaint that there was apparently a man living with an underage girl in our flat!

Thats when it all clickedno wonder the neighbours made such a speedy exit the night before. Im 24 and Emily is 26, but Emily really does have one of those faces; people always mistake her for a teenager, sometimes even a schoolgirl.

You cant buy alcohol here without showing some ID, and on Friday, Emily had her hair in two plaits and took her makeup off in the afternoonhonestly, she looked even younger than usual. The whole thing just sounds absurd, but it actually happened! So, Ive decided to shave off my bearddont want to look like a forty-year-old bloke living with his daughter.