So any way we saw many beautiful flowers and gardens at Chelsea but were sensible to go early, as it opened, so as to be among the first in. As a consequence we had peaceful views of the little artisan gardens and chats with the designers, before a healthy light breakfast on the pleasant picnic benches in Ranelagh, and then a very nice time seeing the large show gardens before Pimms and rose and pistachio cake at 11 o clock.
After this, the place was too crowded for comfort, and though the delights in the Great Pavilion were no doubt phenomenal, we found it very unpleasant to be in, and after viewing the hepaticas, fuschias and delphiniums, hastened to withdraw to gasp for air and space and following a welcome cup of tea, decided to leave.
By the time we left at 3.30 pm the place was not only heaving but there was a sea of people with evening tickets pouring in. What they will have managed to see I really do not know.
Given the effort that goes into the show, and the marvels to be seen, I think it a great shame that it is so cramped and blame no one for consequently not wanting to go.