Share A Secret: I Am A Serial Plant Killer In My Family

The Weekly's readers share their most well-kept and intimate secrets

Unless you have been living under a rock, you would know that growing plants at home is officially cool now. I myself, live in a jungalow – a house that is filled with tropical flora of every kind imaginable. And I hate it.

All the blame goes to my hubby, Justin*. Three years ago, on a whim, he picked up on the hipster trend of decking the house out with greenery. At first, it was just a few small cactus plants, placed on his study desk and across our windowsills – they were easy to take care of and even cute! My then 10-year-old twin daughters followed suit, and started collecting mini potted cacti of their own, buying two of each kind (as twins sometimes do). It took just four months for all of our tabletops to be transformed into miniature desert scenes, with numerous barbed vegetation finding pride of place as centrepieces.

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