Ever since falling in love with one in the entrance to the large glasshouse at RHS Wisley, I wanted to grow a brugmansia. When I finally achieved my dream of having a “proper” glasshouse myself, a seller on ebay provided a small plant that I nurtured carefully over many months … with only a poor little stick to show for it. Fortunately, it finally dawned on me that perhaps the etiolated disappointment was due to nocturnal slug activity so I transplanted it to a nicer pot and positioned it more tactically. Success!