From Laurence Llewellyn-Bowen and live chickens to the undignified scrum for Ringo.
No one told me the Chelsea Flower Show could be so much fun!
I travelled to London yesterday to see Liverpool's Mr Roscoe's Garden being unveiled on the banks of the Thames.
The stand in the grand pavilion looked smashing and a tribute to the hard work of the city's horticultural team.
It took them a week to complete on site, but the fact the Queen went for a look yesterday teatime suggests show organisers thought very highly of it.
Incidently, BBC arts guru Angela Heslop pulled up one man when she spotted his dog chewing at some of the plant leaves on the stand.
It turned out he was special branch (ho ho) and his pooch was a sniffer dog sent in to make sure there was no floral funny business before Her Maj arrived.
The garden, which won a silver award, had a lot of interest with people like Patricia Routledge and gardener Roy Lancaster swinging by, and even the Marchioness of Salisbury stopping.
It turns out she had Liverpool links with her family owned Childwall Priory for hundreds of years.
The opening of the Liverpool garden by Sue Johnston and Phil Redmond was quite genteel compared to the mad scenes surrounding the George Harrison site.
It was a bunfight as photographers and journalists jostled for space with nearly everyone else on the festival site who had come for a glimpse of a real live Beatle.
Ringo rolled up in George's 1966 decorated red mini, driven rather sedately by former Formula 1 racing driver Damon Hill.
He was met by George Harrison's widow Olivia, who designed the garden (which includes a tribute to George's Arnold Grove childhood and a giant glass sun) with with family friend Yvonne Innes.
But there were other members of the Beatle fraternity in evidence too - not least the great Sir George Martin. What a pleasure it was to meet the Abbey Road magician himself!
Ringo's wife Barbara Bach was there, and Paul McCartney's daughter Mary was on the garden taking photographs. I even saw Allan Williams pop up out of the crowd for a Ringo hug.
All it needed was Yoko for a full Fab Four family representation.
For some reason a be-hatted Jools Holland also materialised as part of the party.
Elsewhere, I had fun checking out the inventive floral displays and the diaspora of "celebs" in attendance.
I was gutted, frankly, to miss the 10.15am launch of Notcutts Garden Centres which promised to feature makeover dandy Laurence Llewellyn-Bowen and a supporting cast (I've no idea why) of live chickens.
I also missed Brian May, the fragrant Felicity Kendall and the Wombles - although they weren't all together on the same stand.
And then there were actresses Tracy Ann Oberman, Susan Hampshire and Arabella Weir....knitting at the seaside. Bizarre.
But there was the sight of a dapper Jimmy Nail deciding whether to put salt and vinegar on his chips in the outdoor food seating area.
My trawl for "celebs" also netted cha cha cha-ing cricketer Mark Ramprakash, Christopher Biggins, Henry Kelly, Monty Don, actors Juliet Stevenson, Ian MacNiece and Robert Glenister (but alas not his brother Philip!), Sir Trevor McDonald, horsy Clare Balding - who was doing her garden unveiling with a donkey (!), Sian Lloyd and of course the lovely Sue Johnston.
