If you commute in and out of London, at some point in your life you'll no doubt feel stuck in a rut; the same old, same old.
But 'tis the rutting season, so Bushy Park and other open spaces are echoing to the bellow of frisky deer. The warm weather of late has helped stir the deep emotions of these majestic beasts.
Think of the fight scene in Romeo and Juliet, two strutting males circle each other, exchanging verbal…