Only, in wandering through the new nursery we found recently (Mr Neighbour put us onto it, he'd bought his new Japanese Box plants there) looking for lavender I inadvertently ambled into the mature(ish) tree section. I found the tree, I fell into a trance of lacy foliage stroking and soft murmurings of leafy desire.
One of the nurserymen spotted me, "beautiful isn't it?"
"Yes, and it's coming home with me!" I trilled. I may have come across as a trifle unhinged.
We aren't quite sure if it's an Acer palmatum 'Dissectum Atropurpureum Ornatum' which has an Autumn colour of brilliant orange; or an Acer palmatum 'Dissectum Inaba Shidare' which has an Autumn colour of crimson. I have a feeling it's the latter but I guess we'll just have to wait until Autumn to be 100% sure. That's ok, we can wait (no, the label on the plant is no help, it reads Acer, Weeping - Short).
There's been quite a bit of rearranging the garden to accommodate Ms Acer. Mr Neighbour helped Mr Brown move the lemon tree from the front garden down to the back.
We moved the little native lime tree too, it's a spiky little bugger and we had it near a path. Mr and Mrs Next Doors' little girl isn't walking yet, but she will be and I'd hate to be responsible for a savage eye poking.
The new tree is going into the spot where the lemon used to live at the front, in the huge pot that was our failed fishpond experiment.
The lavender went in.
We've also put in a Buddleia.
I'd better hear some industrious buzzing soon.

