Alien Life

This alien weed has decided to make one of the available patio tubs its pied a terre and has grown 21 inches in the last month like an illustration for Jack in the Beanstock.
His lordship and I are taking bets as to the colour of its flowers when they are finally revealed- I put my money on yellow.

I have been deserted for the second day in a row as HL has the unfortunate duty of attending a funeral in Glasgow in the rain.
It seems that most funerals are accompanied by dreich, sodden weather, or maybe it's just that one notices it more when standing at an open grave.

I did feel sorry for him as it was so much nicer to escape the rain and have a coffee and catch up with Magpie.