For many years there was a pair of peacocks in the next village, they had the run of the quiet country lane, as well as the big mansions garden where they lived. Then a by pass was built at the bottom of the lane, and the peacock used to sit on the railings on the bridge, looking down at the traffic. He never fell, but I am sure motorists who were not used to him would look up in horror at him perched on the railings.
They do make a dreadful racket - we could hear those two from here, and its probably a good couple of miles away.