The thing I used to love the most about my job, was going out on patrol in the early hours of the morning. I had a torch but rarely used it, I used to love being surrounded by the darkness. Relying only on my night vision, I used to walk out onto the training area and quite often saw Old Brock the Badger going about his business, sometimes he had his family in tow and other times not.
Old Brock and I had a mutual understanding, I would stand very still and watch him whilst he totally ignored me as he was rooting around, sometimes I could be as close as six feet from him. I always showed him respect and let him decide how close to come to me, I never ever moved towards him. He certainly was the most beautiful creature and huge too, I never managed to get a decent picture of him, as my digital camera was noisy so couldn't use it for fear of scaring him, but I was able to use my mobile on silent and get several shots of him, sadly the cameras on mobiles weren't so good 7 or 8 years ago.