Pretty and stylish. I’ve developed a massive crush on Sydney Parkinson and old school botanica over the last few years. Great framed and gazed at they’re soon being rolled up and heading to France for a flower lovers wedding.

Sketches and illustrations aside, this week…six tutus and a tale of a gardenia.

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Dangerous dalliances at the flower market.

A rather clever gent with a yenn for old school glamour thought these would be a good idea recently, after all in days gone by they really were the bees knees.

Warned off by knowing boys from Covent Garden I approached with caution for cultivation of these deliciously scented stems is not what it once was. How to? Be gentle, they bruise easily, order triple, store cold and use within 12 hours.

Thankfully my florists fear eased when three trays of plants and 70 cut stems later a lovely man from the Times took pictures (coming coming coming), I blushed and thanks to a beautiful beautiful bride and Jasper, my gardenia rocked.

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Captain and I are marrying in a few weeks and I am now finding myself squeezing in to the trotters of all those fabulous, often inspiring and beautiful brides I’ve worked with. Let me just say, I get it girls.

Todays list, decorations, cake colours, music music music, tree pom poms and lastly how could I forget why we are running off to an Orchard in the first place?

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Lovely pics – a few from Lola.

An English country garden wedding in Knightsbridge and a flower love story with larkspur, whiteleaf, stock, lavender, sage, cotinus, delphs, wild sweetpeas, alchemilla, gypsophila, roses, foxglove, snap dragons and peonies. Pretty.

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And a flower interlude. After a crazy weekend and a Knightsbridge wedding it was lovely to get back to secret gardens, calm seas and our new neighbours bringing sweet tweets at 5am.

These lovely photos are courtesy of the gorgeous Gerry who wandered by on a rainy day with her camera.

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The day it took Captain, Harper and I five hours to get to Dorset, I cried at wilting cowslip, arranged flowers in the rain and love conquered all.

Things don’t always go to plan but take over a campsite full of yurts and tipis, add some festival types in wellies, bundle in some blustering blooms, host a hog roast, laugh and dance. Repeat to fade. Sam and Rui’s magical country wedding.

Cool camping in pretty frocks with peonies, sweetpeas, sage, love in the mist, hydrangea, daisies and rained upon grass. Bliss. Flowers for a tuesday.

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Well, peonies, cutting a dash of yellow for a lovely London wedding.

The bride walked in to Depeche Mode, we wept, wooped then wandered with blooms through W1…good times. xxx