This Sunday is Mother’s Day. A day that I habitually forget, or (for some bizarre reason) remember too early then decide to play it cool. This year, as per usual, I’ve left it a little late. Also this year, though, doing fun stuff together seem to have over-taken material gifts. I mean, according to an article published on Forbes this month, the secret to happiness is spending money on experiences, not things. And this is great for all sorts of reasons – mainly because you don’t have to wait for delivery. Or wrap it.
When I say experience, though, I don’t mean something wildly outdoorsy or adventurous. Mum is a special breed of risk-averse that renders her all-but useless more than two feet off the ground (sorry mum but it’s true), which does rule-out an awful lot of activities. Mum is a creative, arty type. She likes making things, but the finished product has to ‘go’ with the theme of a given room (I learnt this the hard way with many a hidden trinket from school). Right now, the house is very Fatrow & Ball. Lots of griege and nudes, with the occasional muted pastel. She also likes flowers and anything gardening-related. But I refuse point blank to spend a day picking weeds or sifting through earth. I know. I’m a brat.
So. With these perimeters in mind, I took to google. And – oh, gift-giving marvel that I am – found the perfect solution: mum and I are off to play with flowers. Wild About flowers, to be precise – at Old Spitalfields Market. Turns out, they have a week long pop-up there culminating in bootable bouquet-arranging classes on Saturday and (Mothering) Sunday.
I road tested the activity this morning. So as not to ruin the fun of first-time-ing it together, I opted to make a flower crown rather than actual bouquet. And isn’t it marvellous?
I’m so proud of myself, the struggle now is going to be keeping it a secret from mum ’til Sunday…
The #WILDABOUT pop-up is at Old Spitalfields Market from now until Sunday 26th March. Flower bouquet arranging sessions are £66 per person.