I've remarked in the past on the area's bird life, and the wide variety of native and alien species we have in south-west London. However, the recent construction of our roof terrace has given us a new perspective on things - and revealed to us a new slice of large mammal life. Because now we can see over the railway spur and down on to the far side of the embankment, straight into what looked to be a fox's earth. It's easy to see several large tunnels in a grassy bank, surrounded by brambles and bushes, an ideal habitat for Britain's largest predator.
During the day it's still and quiet, no sign of life. But foxes are creatures of the evening and night, so as the sun set this evening I stood on the roof, looking across the railway trains carrying commuters to and from the City. Lifting my binoculars I hoped I'd be able to see some sign of life - that this wasn't an abandoned earth.
I was lucky.
Not only is it inhabited, it's home to quite a large family group. I watched three cubs tumbling in the grass, while a young adult wandered around, and what had to be the family's patriarch slept curled on a ledge above the entrances to the earth. The sun slowly drifted away, and the light left the bank.
It was good to see wildlife in the metropolis.