Photos Copyright: Maggie May
The day started off by pouring with rain. Why hadn't the Morris Dancers taken advantage of the hot sunny days when May began? We were having a drought and the weather was exceptionally hot then.
However, this was the day that was advertised to walk from the centre of Bristol to a Common several miles away.
Bristol is one of the few cities out of the whole of England that celebrates the beginning of the summer by parading the streets and dancing at regular intervals on the first Saturday following May Day.
This is called Jack of the Green. It is a tradition that goes back for years.
They are a group of people who dress in rag jackets and dance and play all sorts of instruments, dabbing a green blob on people's faces as they walk by.
This is usually received in good humour and everyone gets wished a Happy Summer because that is what the celebration is about.
They dance at regular intervals as well as popping into several pubs on their journey.
I made four of the rag jackets in the group, some of them while I was feeling quite poorly because of chemo.
Amber and Millie, my granddaughters managed to walk the full journey on this occasion. The wet weather hadn't lasted long and the sun came out and Granddad and I managed to meet up with the crowd when they had travelled three quarters of the way.
I walked with them to the Common and watched as the *Jack* pictured in the first photo and explained more fully in the link, was smashed up and killed.
I go because I enjoy it and for me there isn't any belief system involved. It is purely a tradition and I am pleased to be in Bristol and be able to walk some of the way with my granddaughters.
I came home quite tired after spending the afternoon with a really friendly and kind bunch of people and was pleased that the weather stayed dry for most part of the day.