Someone’s got their facts twisted. He wasn’t having it away with a rent boy; he was at it with the rent man! Poor lad was down on his luck and when the rent man came round, on a Friday, to collect the rent, he couldn’t afford to pay, so he offered to service the rent man, in his shed. Every week he’s been out there, in his shed, being loved senseless by the rent man, simply to keep his wife and family in the luxury to which they’ve become accustomed. And what does he get for it? Lorry loads of grief! The man’s a national hero; he should be applauded. It’s a disgrace and no mistake. Do rent boys grow up to become rent men? Is the son of a rent man a rent boy?