As we passed up through France on the way home we noticed that all the sunflowers were finished, blackening and keen to deliver their oil.
Back at home our sunflower which we had stuck in the ground (a refugee from Sile’s class) had grown to heroic proportions but not flowered.
Lo and behold on the 16th of September it has decided to do just that.

Well Tournesol, better late than never!