Three years ago, we bought a plant for £1.
A straight-from-the-supermarket variety.
We didn’t have a pot, so we placed him in a candle holder.
A couple months ago, when it came time to move flats, I suggested to Maru we throw him out, “because he was only £1, and probably not worth the hassle to transport.”
Shocked, Maru told me he was part of the family, and he was coming. Recognising my mistake, I sheepishly agreed.
Today, we finally got down to our local garden centre, bought new soil, found a new pot, and placed him comfortably in a new home.
We don’t give up on family.
