My brother used to fox hunt in East Dulwich on the way home from the CPT. He once 'penned' a fox in the front garden of 128 Barry Road (I'll apologise to our former neighbours on his behalf). The fox, being cleverer than him jumped over the gate and legged it towards the rye. ...those were the days... up in Hackney/Dalston, though, we've been having the same problem. Every night the local cats and foxes go mental. Either fighting with eachother or performing insane mating rituals. It must be Spring.