A is for Artisan Retreats, which took me all day to find, as the RHS failed to put up their signage on Press day until one enterprising chap pinched one of the restaurent boards and painted it himself, good for you mate!
Kaffe Fassett sat outside his wee shed which was a heady kaleidoscope of colour after the muted beauty of the show gardens.
Orla Kiely and her retro-inspired interior made me smile, quirky, quaint and rather fasionable these days.
B is for Buttercups, which popped up in almost every garden. What a joy, no more weeding, seeing them dancing in the breeze made me wonder why I ever bothered in the first place.
C is for celebrity, Cliff, Bruce and 'My name is Michael Caine' shimmied around the marquee. But my stand out moment was meeting Lorraine Pascale who kindly wrote a note to my daughter who has loved baking since she was old enough to wield a spoon. One tip though, don't agree to having your photo taken with a model, ex or not!
Or should C be for cold, which is certainly was, I even spotted a few gloves.
No, C is for Chelsea pensioners who bravely climbed up Diarmund's pyramid for a band of photographers to snap.
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