Eighteen months ago I opened the blind in my bedroom and saw a magnificent, large evergreen plant on the roof of the car on my driveway. The plant was obviously new and in a large, expensive container. My neighbours knew nothing about the plant. I asked around likely people who might have sent it to me. Nothing. I asked on local social media if a plant had gone missing from anyone's garden. Nothing. I still have this lovely plant. But where did it come from. A mystery.
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We have not been shopping for weeks, the last shop we had delivered was last Wednesday... We live at the end of a cul de sac. I park quite close to the fence so not a natural pathway by that side of the car... was it manna from heaven? 
