Tucked away in the midst of the Brustalist wonderland that is the Barbican lies an unexpectedly serene secret garden. I'd heard rumours about its existence a while ago, and one sunny Bank Holiday weekend in May (yes, these were from that long ago), I decided to investigate.
Tucked away behind an almost hidden set of glass doors, the Barbican Conservatory is an unlikely, underworldly respite from the city just outside. There are plenty of plants, as you may expect, but there are also birds, turtles and rather large koi. Even a little wooden bridge over a tinkling stream.