Today is May Day, the First of May, the day of ancient rites, the Green Man, Jack in the Green, the May Queen, maypoles, may blossom and Morris Men. It is drizzling this morning but the trees and leaves are vivid; even the stinging nettles, wild roses and forget-me-nots by the railway tracks are as green as can be.
If you are anywhere near the Barbican and have an hour or two to spare, try not to miss this fabulous exhibition at the Museum of London. It involves mystery, buried treasure and a thrilling history of the gem trade in the 16th and 17th centuries.
Once outside, I wandered along some of the same lanes and alleys that existed then and took the opportunity of photographing some of the old buildings which have survived until today and now stand in harmony with the City’s shiny new architecture.
Whenever there’s a tube strike in London, there is one form of transport you can rely on. If you can struggle through the chaos of overcrowded buses, traffic jams and long queues and eventually find your way to the river – the watermen will save the day and ferry you to your destination.