Some years ago, my Grandmum bought me a sad little holly bush in a garden centre clearance sale after I felt sorry for it. I transported the sorry little specimen to the farm and it grew and reminded me of her all the time. A few months ago one of the dogs dug it up, and despite replanting and much love it didn’t make it.
So, my Christmas present to myself is this lovely variegated Holly. Waving at you, Grandmum!