As someone who once tried to garden, screwed it up royally and is actually banned from the allotment association due to my plant murdering activities (all accidental), I have ever respect for those who grow, cultivate and maintain a garden. Esp those who enjoy the fruits of their labours in teh form of edible produce. As my Dad used to say, there is nothing like eating something you have grown yourself, although I would hope this wasn't meaning my verruca.

However, there comes a time when you pick a plant...and the plant next to it moves.