So here's the thing - put a pair of secateurs in my hand and an urge to prune overtakes me. Give me a pruning saw and it becomes the urge to destroy. Who knows what would happen if I had access to a chain saw?
I have a bougainvillea growing against my side fence. In late winter, I prune it back to thicken up the growth. It then rewards me with masses and masses of flowers all summer long. Yesterday I did the pruning and filled my recycling bin with the thorny cuttings.
But then, last night, I saw on Gardening Australia on TV that they visited a bougainvillea specialist and he described how he cut his plants back very hard every six months. So you can guess what happened today - I now have a stump. It has a diameter wider than my arm and is about a foot tall. Oh dear, what have I done? I will report back in a month or so whether it has sprouted new growth or curled up its toes.
PS. As a result of this extreme gardening, several long, strong thorns inserted themselves in the pads of my fingers (yes, I had gloves on). This makes it extremely painful to type. Should be interesting at work this week...