The title of this post dates (way) back to 1997, I'm 16 and it was the first week of college (yes yes, we silly Icelanders have a different educational system to you lot) and it's English class...
My English Teacher: So who can tell me what the male chicken is called?
Me: COCK!
*Entire class bursts into laughter*
MET: ..yeees, OR a rooster...
Where am I going with this? Apparently the Isle of Dogs isn't the only place in this city that has an actual farm, an actual rooster has been making an awful lot of racket for the past hour here in N7!