So… farewell then, Hampton Court.
It’s been a good one and will live on in the memory for its mega edible garden, for my money the best yet of the centrepieces replacing the old Daily Mail pavilion; and for its evocations of scenes as distant as an Afghan battlefield and as close as a chalk stream in Hampshire. Conceptual gardens broke out of their box and made a bid for the mainstream; and the small gardens reached a quality and integrity that will be hard to match in subsequent years.
But – as usual – the stars of the show were the plants. So as a final flourish here’s my last postcard, celebrating all that was wonderful in the Floral Marquee. Let’s do it all again next year.