I love urban foxes, but they can be a tad noisy of an evening (usually around 5am, just outside my flat window). But do others have the same furry neighbours ? and where are the loudest ones?
There is a fox 'family' (I am sure there is a technical collective noun I cannot remember here) in Gloucester Court (just off Swan Street) which can really yelp and shriek. But I have also heard them by Borough High St and Tabard St. ?????
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Myself and Blake (or was it Bloke?) were travelling down Harper Road in the early hours several years ago, when we spotted a fox stood on a pedestrian crossing with a string of sausages in its mouth - a wonderful sight. At my last address, Mina Road, we had a family of foxes living on the shed roof, very, very noisy.
Leash, lead and skulk are allcollective nouns for foxes.
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They sound like hell with a wailing and a gnashing of teeth. They are rivalled on my estate by two fat toms who have a banshee-like stand-off every now and then. The sound like babies. Or devils. I love them all.
> We get one or two quite often (Falmouth Rd).
> I don't know how to say this in a way that won't
> offend sensitive Southbankside eyes, but I think
> they're noisiest when they're in twos
> ...if you press it, they will come
There's a gorgeous urban vixen [I've already christened her Vixi - but I am under severe medication] who sleeps in our common garden in the apartment block where I live on Leather Market Street. She's really quite unafriad of me, but seems to scuttle off whenever a group of people apprear. Listening to her and her mate either shagging or fighting [it all soudns the same at 5-30am] used to wake me up thinking that a gruesome murder was taking place. I'm used to it now.
So. In answer to your original thread question, RB, I would nominate Vixi from Leather Market St.
I only noticed two foxes in Nelson Square the other night, never seen any here before. (Makes it worth while to go to the balcony for a fag). These two were not noisy at all, but I enjoyed watching them sniffing around most of the square, and eventually disappear towards Blackfriars Road. So I can't nominate these two foxes at all.
Drunk people returning from clubs and bars are still the loudest thing around here at night, especially when a couple are having a domestic, like the other night.