Lunchtime at Sparrow Hills last week produced the first evidence of Spring in the form of a worker enjoying a lunchtime sunbathe beside the Moscow River. Personally I don't think 15 degrees is quite warm enough to shed my shirt, but it has been a long winter.
|Oh my, that feels sooo good!|
Today is May Day. Traditionally a worker's holiday, it seems to be as much, if not more, a celebration of the arrival of Spring. The length of Tverskaya Ulitsa (a couple of kilometres) was blocked to traffic and access to pedestrians permitted only after passing through security checks. Ever security conscious, I expect the Moscow authorities are even more jumpy after recent events in Boston.
No sign, though, of anyone doing anything other than enjoying the day.
|Excuse me, has anyone seen my balloon?|
|All right, you lot, just wait for the signal|
|Always on the alert for unauthorized interplanetary beings, a Man in Black mingles unobtrusively with the sunflower squad at the May Day parade.|
|Igor, put the kettle on, love. The family's arrived|
|No dear, I really haven't seen your balloon.|
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