Hyacinth

I think we have got what we were going to get out of these potted Hyacinths.  

The sky is amazing, but it's my turn to be 'trapped', and sitting here waiting for the (lovely) singing to fade out so I can start sanding the ceiling.  

The bike went well.  There was some chat about walking early on, but I just kept going and doled out the snacks. She agreed the risotto was worth it, as refusing the bike leads directly to baked beans.