I am home from my urban adventures. Although I had a brilliant time it has reinforced my belief that I am not a City Gal. I thought I was a people person but maybe not quite so many in one go. A highlight of the week was a visit to The Chelsea Physic Garden. This had been on my wish list for a long time and when we planned our holiday to London it was automatically transferred to the Absolute Necessity List. It was as inspiring and mesmerizing as I had been led to believe, from the pomegranates hanging from a large Punica granatum, a fruiting Crinodendron patagua and the mauve pea-like flowers of Desmodium yunnanense (quick google it!) there was a treasure to match every step. One of my favorites was the annual or biennial Leonurus sibiricus or the Honeyweed standing almost a meter tall with its whirls of pale lilac flowers. I was thrilled to see that they had seed in the shop, was almost instantly de-thrilled to find that in the space where it should be was one unnamed packet. As the assistant couldn’t confirm that the contents would be the leonurus I negotiated a cut price, it would surely be worth a risk. It is amazing how only a few days in the City has made me quite frivolous.