On cold Winter nights on the outskirts of London, fallow deer peer from the woods

As soon as things start to quieten down, they make a dash for the city streets

By around 3 o'clock in the morning, they find a quiet spot and settle down to feed

Gradually the bolder deer venture into the busier streets, only dashing into the shadows when a car or bus passes by. The lush, council-maintained lawns are worth it

The larger herds stick to the playing fields, where they are less likely to be disturbed

Only very occasionally migrating en masse from one area to another. Collisions with cars can kill, but there's safety in numbers

During Winter months, food is scarce in the forest. The Autumn harvest has passed and the new Spring shoots are yet to emerge

Urban and suburban lawns are irresistible and with more than enough to go round, it makes the risks of urban adventure worth taking

Its hard to predict when the deer will come into the city, but frosty nights seem to be best for the big bucks

Any scrap of grass is fair game - the street lights and warmth of the city encourage new growth earlier than anywhere else

By around 5 in the morning, the deer start thinking about heading home after their night out, back into the woods before the city’s residents start to stir

People sat at the bus stops on the way to work may never realise that wild deer have been feeding around their feet just hours before

The deer slip away in to the night, barely leaving a trace of their presence, sheltering in the safety of the woods until the next night falls