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Why don't you call them in? They were very nice. I still don't know if one of them was BigFire![]()
I suppose it's a thought, but Firemen aren't really my type.
Why don't you call them in? They were very nice. I still don't know if one of them was BigFire![]()
I suppose it's a thought, but Firemen aren't really my type.
Why don't you call them in? They were very nice. I still don't know if one of them was BigFire![]()
So what IS your type?
But is there anything left of your garden?

Some of them called round to check my granny's house last week while I was visiting. They were both female firemen. I don't know if my granny was disappointed about that. As well as fitting new smoke detectors they provided some other advice and replaced all of her multiple socket adaptor things with new ones. Apparently they usually throw the old ones away but on this occasion they didn't because they thought they might have some sort of historical value. I've just remembered I need to check if there is a Bakelite museum somewhere.

Judging by the conversation I had with my father the other night, it has been amended to any man who will love me and leave me barefoot and pregnant with a boy baby to take my surname.
He only has female grandchildren and is fearful that the family name will die out. Moral laxity is now officially sanctioned by my usually Victorian dad.

Go for it. Now, who was it that was saying they'd shag anything that moved? Detective-Boy wasn't it![]()

When they first appeared in our garden we made the mistake of thinking they were "cute". That was before they trampled on every plant in sight, dug up anything that hadn't actually sprouted yet (just to be sure of complete destruction), killed off most of the lawn by urinating/stamping on it, dragged in quantities of the neighbours' rubbish and shredded it all over the places, dug holes under various fences, stole someone's shoe from inside the house, chewed up and buried electric cables and of course made a din all night.
I'm afraid Detective boy is too old for my father's purposes. Age of the father is one of the few things that can affect the child's sex. Apparently if you want a boy choose a younger man. Oh, shame...![]()
They were both female firemen. I don't know if my granny was disappointed about that.
is this a derail from fox spotting?
yeah, they do very little damage, unless you're a pigeon.
Back to foxes. They definitely seem to have multiplied in force the last few years and become more bolshy. When I looked out my window to see what the kerfuffle was about the other day they simply looked askance at me for interrupting them.
They don't like multiple socket thingies so why did they replace them?
Female firemen?![]()
Did they take your jobs and marry your women too?
I'm afraid Detective boy is too old for my father's purposes. Age of the father is one of the few things that can affect the child's sex. Apparently if you want a boy choose a younger man. Oh, shame...![]()

I think it's 1950's multiple socket thingies they don't like. They replaced them with those bar type ones.
They are way ahead of the game on equal opps stuff in the north of Scotland, you know.


Yeah, they don't mind the bar ones, but they didn't give me any free ones![]()
we've got a family of foxes...
they're east dulwich foxes though.
But is there anything left of your garden?
yeah, they do very little damage, unless you're a pigeon.
I'm not a pigeon but that doesn't seem to stop them doing a lot of damage.

I would take it personally, if I were you. You probably offended them somehow. I'd guess they've fitted fake smoke alarms too.
Are you sure they were real firemen? Did they arrive in a fire engine?


Well, this is the Brixton foxwatch thread. Go away and talk about your fancy East Dulwich foxes on your own thread.


Just want to mention there's one who lives at Beckenham Station called Boris who feeds from the hand, usually discarded fried chicken - not from everyone's hand, mainly the minicab controller man and in the early hours.
Bet Brixton foxes don't do that ner.
The first time I heard a fox outside, just a couple of years ago, I actually thought it might be someone torturing a baby and considered calling the police.
I know someone who mistook the cries of a fox for a baby abandoned in the Park which led to a full scale police search including our old friend the helicopter.
Just want to mention there's one who lives at Beckenham Station called Boris who feeds from the hand, usually discarded fried chicken - not from everyone's hand, mainly the minicab controller man and in the early hours.
Bet Brixton foxes don't do that ner.