My mother has the most beautiful border of kangaroo paw along the drive. This is the first year it has flowered so spectacularly, and although I longed to pick a bunch of the velvet soft stems, I knew it was forbidden.
So imagine my delight when I neighbour handed me a pair of scissors together with an invitation to cut as many as I wanted from his garden.
They last for ages ... I'll have weeks and weeks of pleasure seeing them on my dining table.