Life without Chelsea
Apr 29, 2020
3 minutes
Alan Titchmarsh
SINCE my first visit in 1969, Chelsea Flower Show has been a regular fixture in my diary—first as a student of horticulture, wide-eyed at the standard of cultivation and the variety of plants and gardens, and subsequently as a journalist and broadcaster. I’ve made three Chelsea Gardens and still glance every day at my Gold Medal, which hangs on the oak beam that supports my writing space in our barn.
For 30 years,
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