It’s May 1, the day when the French celebrate the “festival of work” by not workingwrote Stephen Clarke five days ago.
Yes, old joke. And not a very accurate one.
There are buses this morning, the Métro is running as usual, the cafés are open, and lots of people are out in the rain, selling little sprigs of lily of the valley, the traditional May 1 flower. Some of the flower sellers have been over-working in my opinion. It’s pretty difficult these days to find a straightforward sprig of “muguet” without extraneous leaves or alien flowers tucked in there to raise the price.