Hampton court Sat 12 July.
First off it only rained for about 5 mins late in the afternoon.
10 o’clock the gates opened, we collected our tickets and joined the sea of garden’oholicks and all surged forward. Well ambled and meandered as we are gardeners not festival goers.
It was big! Having never been to Hampton court before I was amazed at the foot fall of the place, lots of nurserys, tents, marquees, traders, toilets and food stalls. although the latter was as usual expensive for what you got. £5.00 for a sausage in a roll? £6.00+ for a baguette and a drink. (at this price I expect a servant to come and eat it for me). We found some sandwiches that were half the price.
The gardens were all fantastic, even the concept ones.
Having taken part in building a show garden several years ago I can sympathize with all that had been involved.
The trade stalls were good for a look around allthough I did get slightly grumpy when we found ourselves in the country living marquee. I felt there was an awful lot of “I saw you coming”. Tat is what I call it. The sort of stuff that people dont need and you dont go out to buy. People trying to sell bit’s of wood that if it was in my garden it would have been on the bonfire.
When my wife spoke to me I blamed my cold for the mood I was in.
I found my self struggling for survival as I had to escape the scarf stall, narrowly missing the flowery bunting stall, ducking past the pretend shabby chic traders ( i won’t tell you what I call it) and running for the opening before the holiday cottage people could get me.
Then it was back to the gardens and why we had come to Hampton court.
It was a good day out and the plants were fantastic, I managed to get another Banana, a Tetrapanax papyrifer, a rose that my wife had seen in Grace Kelly’s garden in Monaco along with 3 more cactus (she is addicted to these).
Well organised event by the RHS, I would rate it higher than Chelsea.
As the Garlic man said on TV the other night, “It’s a garden show for gardeners”
- 12 Jul, 2008
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