I had a very unique experience the other day. Early eve I sat in a garden with a Beekeeper (Mme Beespeaker) and her bees. It was very educating and I have a calmer approach to the wasp population since.

I was particularly touched by the tone of voice which Mme Beespeaker talks to her flutterers. The note of inquiry is very tender and circumspect. I learnt about what happens if a pesky wasp comes robbing the hive amongst other things. All round I was struck by the note of strategy involved. The buzz in the human tongue is a hmmmmmm.

My ma kept bees for a time I must ask her about that experience since they were always away up the field (garden sounds too manicured for the country) behind the house and I never paid them any heed because at the time there were pheasants, pigeons, or was it doves? goats, donkeys, sheep, and a pot bellied pig making a great deal more noise and getting up to louder escapades.