Cherries are a fleeting fruit pleasure; blink, and you've missed the season. Which is why I was thrilled to find 2kg boxes of big, red, juicy cherries on sale this morning in the greengrocer's under the arches on Druid Street. (They also sell huge bags of Thai basil, galangal, pea aubergines, and lemon grass.) A few arches down is the St John Bakery where you can get the best Eccles cakes in the world, and some of the tastiest sourdough bread ever.
[The Druid Street traders are part of the Saturday morning Maltby Street Market. It's ten minutes' walk from Borough Market, down Crucifix Lane, then past Bermondsey Street and the Shard. A great part of London with some wonderful street names.]
* one of the songs we used to sing at junior school, but not as well as this, and with a lot more thundering on the piano.
