back in the new bethnal green home, which hosts yet another visitor this night, isabelle from paris. giulia does a delicious pumpkin risotto, and by the end of the evening i find myself washing up the dishes in front of the kitchen window. my eyes wonder over these old east london two-storey brick houses. then, in the middle of the empty street, a beautiful golden brown fox walks by, in all elegance. it takes a moment to believe what i just saw. when i tell the girls, they are not surprised. foxes live here; when the girls leave the front door (which gives onto the yard of the pub) open they even dare to visit the house. urban jungle in yet another sense.