What I grow , but others can’t get your hands on ….

See his post about not having a sense of humour...

 

IME getting stuff to germinate is the easy part! It's the cossetting and growing on for months that has been the downfall here. Especially with sciarid fly invasions.

 

Wash your mouth out! Quiche, possibly

 

I had an Aunt like that always had secateurs in her handbag, didn't stop at NT places, but any garden she visited and was even known to lean over a hedge or nip down a drive and snip a piece off something she liked.
Given the amount she pinched she wasn't that good at rooting them.

 

I was aware.
However imagine: if instead of "stealing" a bit, while she made a cup of tea and you put the work into getting a bit. You'd taken her literally and come back in the early hours dressed in dark clothes, wearing a balaclava with a head torch and trowel. The reception would not have been a cup of tea, but flashing blue lights and an uncomfortable time explaining you had permission to come back and steal something from her garden.

 

If they actually bothered to respond...

 

Freudian slip (or snip)

 

Corrected and yes Freudian slip.

 

If you join the RHS they do a seed distribution scheme. It can include some of the rarities from their collection which are not available commercially.

 

Oh that’s ok Nigel, I thought you might have taken offence at me suggesting you’d swiped it I did laugh as years ago my Mum spied some very nice Holly with loads of berries ( it was Christmas time)in a private estate that had a public walkway next door to it. She volunteered my father to return the next day, nip over the fence and lop off a few branches for decoration purposes.
We went back the next day and while Mum and I were keeping look out my Dad climbed the fence and was in the process of removing a few branches when a estate worker/ security guard appeared from the other direction. Dad was caught red handed despite trying to hide the branches behind his back, Mum and I just walked on as he was “nothing to do with us”!! My Dad was quite well known in the area but not for stealing plants tho, he was mortified and furious with my Mum. I thought it was hysterical being about 10 years old at the time which made my Dad even more cross.