Stay still for a second, petal

And surprisingly enough, the petals, still they staid. 
For several days, would you believe. And the little green near us looked like it had received a liberal dusting of pink Parmesan cheese. 
And unfortunately it meant that for three nights in a row we were right beneath the flight path of the sun seekers coming back from Tenerife at 1.20 am (talk about a shock to the system, coming out of DUB terminal 1 at 2 am in your shorts and flip-flops and sniffing the cold drizzle while wondering how much of a mouthy fascist the taxi driver is going to be...)