Riding to work this morning a fox trotted along a wall ahead of me near my house; three deer munched grass in a field beside the Innocent Path oblivious to me; two Mute Swans flew over me at Balgreen, where a Kestrel perched on a tree overlooking allotments; whole half a mile further on another Kestrel surveyed the path I was riding along from the vantage point of the tram line cable. That’s a good start to a Monday.