My father has a collection of cycads when I was growing up, so I spent a lot of time around them and with him in the garden. Truth be told, I couldn't stand the things then, because you certainly couldn't kick a ball around my place. In fact, you couldn't really walk around without getting a puncture. But, by around the time I was leaving school, I learned to appreciate them and when I started working, I started buying my own. How did your journey start?