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Fox watching
One of my favourite things about driving in London at night is the end of the journey. If I park up in the dark and wait quietly, it's not long before the foxes appear.

It's best when there are a few fox cubs playing: so frisky, at once catlike and doglike, carefree, happy... Tonight I've been watching Surbiton foxes and a white-footed black cat regarding each other from a distance.

A smoker appeared on the street and the foxes vanished. I wonder where they hide?