Stung by allegations of monstrousness and impressed by its dogged refusal to die, I have decided to try encouraging the plant.
I stripped its dead leaves and I’ve been watering it and giving it a few hours by the window each day.
I’m not sure whether it’s grateful or whether it’s turned hostile. Its bare branches seem a bit menacing at times.
But it surely knows that if I go down, we go together.
I’m not too worried.