For months, usually around bedtime, the sound of a distant nursery rhyme would drift through a neighborhood in Ipswich, a seaside town in England
The words were familiar: "It's raining, it's pouring; the old man is snoring."
But it wasn't soothing. And it wasn't putting anyone to sleep
Quite the opposite.
For several residents, the tune was the stuff of nightmares.
"It's very haunting," Ipswich resident…