This year Gucci created their very own Garden of Eden at Chelsea Flower Show.

They kindly invited me down for a little champagne, and rose sniffing.

Of course, there was only one person I would ever want to take to such a gloriously green fingered event.

My best friend.

Earth mother.

Wise woman.

And complete hoot, mum.

We started at The Mothership; Gucci’s Sloane St. store.

We took a peek at the new collection and were very sweetly given our own limited edition, Chelsea Flower Show scarves.

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We sipped our drinks and chatted while the in-house artist skilfully painted our initials onto the silks.

Before we knew it, it was time to slip through the packed streets of Chelsea and weave our way to the show.

Once inside, we made a beeline for the Gucci garden.

Based on the flora scarves, every flower you see in silk is surrounded by its real-life counterpart.

We hurriedly took our snaps…

… apparently I was attacked by a fit of the blinks!

The garden was beautifully designed, it’s no wonder they won the bronze award.

Not bad for a first attempt!

We went on to see the rest of the show.

Dipping in and out of gardens, it feels a little like you’re snooping through people’s back yards.

Which (if you’re as nosy as I am) is just ideal!

I love a good rose (who doesn’t?), but was blown away by Thailand’s entry!

How can you possibly beat pink, flowery elephants?!

There was inspiration for every garden type.

I have to say I’m more of a fan of “wild flower” gardens than the very strict, regimented ones.

The whole place smells unbelievable.

The cool, heavy scent of damp grass and moss mingling with the pungent, sweet flowers is a little of what I imagine Alice experienced in Wonderland.

We visited the BEST plant of the year!

Which people were very excited about… and I have to say I wasn’t all that wowed by.

I think it’s probably something you have to be terribly green-fingered to appreciate.

One of my favourite parts of the show were some of the people attending it.

Ages ranged from young twenties, to very late eighties. So many were in couples, holding hands, muttering to each other about what they should grow at home.

Husbands clearly loathing every minute of it made the effort to raise eyebrows, nod and hmmm when their minds were quite apparently elsewhere.

They were on hand to help and make their lady happy. Is it odd to find that romantic?

There were, of course, a few mother & daughter teams.

We strolled arm in arm and took it all in. Stopping now and then in other people’s gardens.

Mum’s in a Boden dress (that I had actually picked out for myself, before I saw she’d snagged it already! I’m a bit in love with their new collection), an Alice Temperley coat (similar one here half price), Mulberry bag & Topshop slippers.

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I’m in an ASOS embroidered dress, Topshop sandals, Gucci bamboo bag, Jimmy Choo sunnies with a Gucci scarf.

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Although I think we both would have loved to be wearing one of these!

There’s a lot to see.

I think I described it as the best bits of B&Q, which I mean in the nicest possible way!

You can buy bbqs, benches, grass, seeds, trees, ponds, sculptures, anything and everything.

I found a particularly snuggly spot.

Which turned out to be the ideal place to hide from The Fuzz.

There are water gardens.

Rock gardens.

Fox gloves taller than me!

Fields of lavenders.

These… things, which look like Skittles trees to me.

Quaint little picnic spots.

But by far my favourite, was the Beatrix Potter garden.

This gets my gold.

I almost leapt over the fence to kidnap Peter and take him home!

But there aren’t many carrots on my balcony, so I’m not sure he’d like it much.

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