Antiquities of the Jews, fit the sixth

( It's all gone rather quiet on the comments front; nobody commented at all on the Samaritan text I put effort into assembling for last time. Am I blogging this for my own benefit only? This time: If golden haemorrhoids don't get your attention, what will? )

Fox

I saw a fox on my way home today, in broad daylight (well, three minutes before sunset at any rate). It was strutting along a central London street, cool as a cucumber, and exchanged a civil glance with me as I cycled past. I've seen lots of foxes at night, and one once at dusk in Edinburgh, but this is the first time I've ever seen one in enough daylight to admire the colour of its pelt.