Kew gardens is vast, and I must admit when I first looked at the map of the gardens I felt a little overwhelmed. Ollie and I arrived as it opened eager to see some of the main attractions before it got swamped with the weekend crowds.

We made a beeline for the palm house conservatory, taking the route through the Syon Vista directly in front of it. If you have the chance to visit the gardens as they open I would recommend taking this route as the view of the conservatory, framed by the towering trees, is really something else.

Once inside your immediately transported to the tropics with a gust of seamy air. Every inch of the conservatory is filled with lush green plants, literally bursting through the roof. The building itself is just as picturesque with a grand white iron structure. The humidity made me feel like I was on holiday in the caribbean and my hair certainly did too.

It didn’t take us long before we felt peckish and so we headed out of the garden to The Original Maids of Honour which is conveniently just over the road. Steeped in history and with bucketfuls of charm its a great place for a traditional afternoon tea. The cake selection did not to disappoint and the scones were some of the best I have ever had (we even ordered seconds).

We spent the rest of the afternoon walking off all the cake in the south west corner with a short and little shaky trip through the treetop walkway. With achey feet and slightly fizzy hair we left kew with determination to return again.

Thank you for making it to the end of my first post, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed creating it.