My passion for flowers started at a very young age. Growing up on a farm in a tiny hamlet in west Oxfordshire, I was surrounded by the fritillary flower, which peppered the meadows around Ducklington churchyard and was farmed by my grandfather (and now my cousin). It’s a very special flower to me and every year the family would open up the fields for the public to admire its simple beauty. As a teenager, I would go to floristry classes, which continued to feed my growing interest in flowers. But as my twenties arrived, I soon found myself working a ‘normal’ job, marrying and having children and my love of all things floral was forced to take a backseat.