But the day was undoubtedly all about the flowers - not just because there were some beautiful ones on display, but because the show gardens were - well let us just say they were not to my taste. Concrete and rusty corrugated iron does not do it for me, but to each his/her own. I could have happily brought home a few of the summer houses though. I have the space, but sadly, not the dosh - still, they were lovely, and everyone can dream.
So now - the pictures...... I have to say, things seems to be a bit pink ...
|This is what's known as lasagna planting - in layers, so the bulbs come up
one after another in the same pot. I keep meaning to have a go.
|Not flowers, but aren't they lovely? Wish I could still grow tomatoes.
(See slugs and snails, above)
|Gorgeous - and the scent
|Dianthus - aka Pinks. And as you can see - lots of pink.
|I always mean to attempt a planting like this. One day.
|Peonies - said to the the favourite flower of a certain royal bride-to-be
and likely to appear in her wedding bouquet. We'll have to wait and see.
|Not flowers, but I had to take a picture - large chess sets have slightly creepy overtones for me, which I suspect comes from watching 'The Prisoner' at an impressionable age!
|A lastly - a hot tub - what every author needs, along with the summer house?
This one is definitely going a book sometime.
Including the floating tray, to hold the champagne!