Spring in the Park Daffodils the park adorn Winter Hawthorn is reborn Willows now are weeping green The robin looks for crumbs unseen Buds unfolding now are free Spring is…
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Archaeologists working last week Walbrook (on right under excavations) Of all London’s lost rivers the Walbrook is the lostest. Also, the most fascinating. It flowed – and in some…
One of the unfathomable mysteries of London is deciding what is the oldest pub. It will probably never be solved because it depends on what you mean by “old”.…