Yo, bromeliad

To bromeliad enthusiasts, I apologise, but I find them frustrating.
There, I said it.

Nearly all year, they're just green, pointy, often ragged and frankly messy-looking.
We've had a clump of four in front of the house and this summer one of them decided to upstage the rest, in admittedly spectacular fashion:

Well!
Now she's gone, the other three have decided to go for it, all at once. It's like The Supremes in reverse:

I've since discovered these are called pups. They'll only flower once.
Now I feel a little guilty.