Just went out to see what was making such a racket in the garden and found this young fellow stuck in the gap behind the plastic greenhouse.
He must have slipped and fallen off the fence. I looked down the side and he's just sat there looking back, he was turning around when I snapped this. Managed to shoo him in the right direction for his escape.
Hopefully he's learned his lesson (not to balance on my rickety fence) and will be fine.
May I also say how upset I was seeing the footage on the BBC this morning of baby foxes being used to train the hounds to kill. I had to switch it off, I couldn't bear it