Erika on her bike outside the Pineapple. By this time it seemed the neighbours had already started to complain about the tiny number of people who had (socially distanced of course) lingered briefly outside to enjoy their takeaway pints. What utter killjoys. I had rather hoped we might have been able to do the same, but alas we only hung around for a couple of minutes before moving on.

The vines are flowering now.