Urban hunters

Yeah, yeah, I know foxes are now practically dying out in rural areas and are taking over towns and cities, but that still didn’t prepare me for the surprise I saw the other day.

I was walking to the station at around 8am. It was bright and I was going along a pretty busy main road.

Suddenly, I looked to my left and about 10 feet away, in the open was a fox, crouched (can a fox crouch? Hmm, well it sounds good) over a dead pigeon that it had obviously killed.

The thing is, it’s no surprise to see foxes in the city any more and it’s clearly not a surprise to see one scragging a pigeon. I guess I’m just amazed at the brazen-ness of foxes now.

I mean what next? Perhaps, they’ll start to dress up in hoodies and hang outside off-licences in gangs, brandishing sticks and frightening teenagers with their sharp teeth.

Maybe they’ll get fed up hunting for their supper and they’ll queue up outside Waitrose, desperate to be first in line for the latest delivery of Gressingham ducks.

The mind boggles…

The worst telesales call ever!

Telesales operator - no, not JamesI don’t normally get telesales people calling me, as I’m pretty good at un/ticking the boxes, but sometimes obviously some get through the net.

Last night, I received possibly the most bizarre call ever on my mobile – caller ID says ‘Private No’.

The time: 8.47pm

Me (nervously): He-llo

Caller: Hi, is that Rob?

Me (even more nervously): Err, yes

Caller: Rob, it’s James from First Vitality

Me: Errr, hi

James: You’ve ordered Omega 3 tablets from us before, right?

Me: I don’t think so

James (flummoxed): Oh… well, do you reckon you will?

Me: Probably not

James: Well, you should, they’re really good

Me: Right…

James: Why not check out our website for them some time…

Me: OK

James: Thanks, then. Bye!

End of conversation

I’m not mad, am I? That is totally shit, isn’t it? And no, I haven’t even bothered to look at the First Vitality website since.