Last weekend (blogging in 'real time' is not my forte.. clearly) I made my way to the flower market to meet Rose for a spot of lunch at Campaña and a colourful bunch of tulips to brighten my week.

Columbia Road was and definitely still is one of my favourite places in London. When I first moved to London I lived not too far away, and discovering this little area made me feel less intimitaded by this huge city, it gave it a nice 'village' feel - which for a country girl like me is a winning point!

Now let's go back to THIS piece of heaven. It was as good as it looks, thick cloud-like pieces of bread dripping in delicious olive oil. I could have been in an olive grove in the middle of the Italian countryside for all I know.

The steet bands were singing loud for all to hear (the dog is part of the band)

Mimosa (in season) was popping from every corner, so were the tulips. I bought a whole bunch, which I later shared with my sweet Freya who wasn't feeling too well. Flowers are the cure to bad colds, trust me.

One day I'll have a garden, it will be filled with pretty flowers, colours everywhere, secret corners, sculptures disguising elegantly, fountains, old trees, orchards, an overflowing vegetable patch and unicorns pooping rainbows - just kidding. Not but really.

These smell like a gardener's dream.

Have you ever been to the Columbia Road market in London? Are there any other flower markets in Londons...?! (are there???)