The other night I found myself heading south, so to speak, down to Pall Mall and the river. It’s not an area I venture into much, but I always enjoy it when I do. It’s olde worlde England as tourists must imagine it, with shops exclusively selling tweed, pipes, umbrellas, cheese and port.
These containers were illuminated by the light of an old apothecary style shop – the lime-green heucheras were glowing eerily and the erigerons were still flowering their socks off, as they are inclined to do. Quite a modern planting idea outside a distinctly traditional shop.