Apologies for no recent updates, had things going on and haven't felt much like sharing, though this I had to.
I just heard what I thought was someone being gang raped, murdered or both.
Turned out to be a small group of foxes, fighting, mating, messing around.
I have seen and heard this all before, but when you live in London, you can never be sure which is which, it is delightful and worrying to see these lovely creatures going about their lives, never sure how much pain or pleasure they go through.
Perhaps a metaphor for all our lives.