How I spent my pocket money involved serious thought. If I ran out of pennies I could not have any more until the next week. I was not the sort of child, who had to have everything. I ran my idea of getting one of these past Mum, before I bought it. It did not need much attention and seemed happy enough. Next time I walked past the stall where I had seen it, I bought a different variety. Over the next few years I added to my collection at intervals. Soon many friends of the family knew about my new hobby. They even encouraged it. I received books about it for presents. Others with similar interests donated new specimens to my collection.
I gave a talk about it for an English Speaking Board Examination with living visual aids.
After a few years my collection was beginning to take over the house. I was given a choice. Either you get rid of them or we get a greenhouse. (I think that the option of getting a greenhouse must have been decided, but the greenhouse was never mine!) My collection of cacti filled most of it, but Mum grew other plants in it as well.
Whether a person, a pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.