This isn't one of my typical travel articles, more of an opportunity to unite some photographs from this annual flora fest by using a bit of text.
Ridiculously, I had never been to Chelsea Flower Show before, so I was very excited when I managed to get some tickets for Jonathan and I to go. Foolishly, I'd imagined the crowds might have abated by 5.30pm when we were granted admission.
It's a spectacular occasion, and to a ceertain extent, the crowds add to the buzz and excitement. They can also be annoying and bewildering. Much like the Disney Parks, it's best to aim towards the very back. We located a Pimms stand with no-one else there.
Once we were told our two Pimms were £16 (!!) we assumed that was the reason for the stall's deserted nature. Not so - soon spotted people queueing twenty deep for Pimms at the same prices near the main entrance gate.
The roses in the main pavilion were out of this world...
But the cactus garden was perhaps was impressed me the most - extraordinary!
As first time visitors we were more eager to soak up the whole experience for a few hours than to peruse every prize winner in depth but we both thought the Beauty of Islam Garden, with echoes of Yves St Laurent's Jardin Majorelle in Marrakech, was a stand-out.
I'll be back next year, and will enjoy being a bit less *green* (sorry) than I was this time around.