I've heard a lot about London's famous sunday farmers markets, but this is the one I've been looking forward to the most. Open every Sunday from 8-2pm, the rule of thumb is the earlier you come the better the pick of flowers you get. Jet leg is still kicking our butts, and the only thing that got me out of bed was the buckets of Ranunculus calling my name. It was a little bit of a trek to East London but at 9am on a Sunday, London is a ghost town.
The market had an abundance of potted plants along with fresh cut flowers. Tulips, daffodils, ranunculus, anemones, hyacynth, hydrangeas, eucalyptus, those are just the few I knew the names of. I wouldn't exactly say the flowers were cheap but nothing here in London is cheap. It's a realization we've been forced to face very quickly. Most spring flowers were 3 bunches for £10, or £4/bunch.
After realizing that we didn't have a vase (and trying to find the cheapest one we could), we began the search for our flowers. I had my mind set on ranunculus and anemones, but there were so many beautiful flowers, Josh literally had to pull me out of the market with my few bunches in hand or I would've been buying vendors out of their stock.
These are some of the pictures from our flower market adventure.