My mum is a wondrous woman, and one of the great things she does is flower arranging. This weekend there was a wedding and as far as weddings go, flowers are a necessity. So off we went in the early hours of the day, 5am to be precise, to the flower trade shop.
It is magical, like a field of flowers, all different designs and colours, shapes and sizes.
Even though waking up so early is a pain, and you really don’t feel like going into a big cold warehouse. When you get there it’s the best.
Maybe one day, with a bit of coffee, we could get you up and take you too. Even though its really just a big building full of flowers, there’s something about it…