Hot cross mourning widows
Want to see some sailors hang a currant bun in a hammock above a pub bar? Us too, and that’s exactly what’ll be happening at the cheerfully titled Widow’s Son pub in Bow today (April 6) built on the site of a widow’s cottage. The old story goes that she baked her sailor son a hot cross bun to celebrate his return from the high seas. Sadly, he never made it back. In her grief, she continued to bake a bun every year until she died. These days, the sailors have picked up the mantle, singing songs, eating buns and generally getting drunk to mourn the long lost mariner. If that’s not quite your cup of tea, head down to the St Bartholomew-the
