Country diary: Ding ding! Round 2 for the brawling badgers | Ed Douglas

Abbeydale, Sheffield: I'm genuinely scared when I wake at 2am to the sound of screaming. Then I see two male badgers in an almighty scrapFast asleep, my dreamworld takes an unexpected swerve as raucous screaming erupts outside the open bedroom window. For a moment, I assume this is imagined, some emotional outburst from my subconscious. Then I realise that I'm awake. This is real. I check the time: 2am. The screaming continues. In fact, it's now louder and somehow more intense. The back of the house is woodland, and noises off are common enough. A fox barking. Robin song that eases those anxious, wakeful stretches of the night. But this is something else altogether. This is violence.My heart is racing now. I fear someone is being attacked, and from the pitch of the screaming, a woman. Mercifully, I soon discount this. My startled mind then suggests a catfight, but the sound I'm hearing is too big for that. So, despite the freezing cold beyond the duvet, I hop out of bed, pull back a curtain and stick my head outside. Continue reading...