Mr B has been studying the beehives. There are 5 of them now so 3 are destined to
be sold. I understand that selling bees (as
well a honey) is part of the business.
Anyway – about time too. One lot
are particularly ansty wee beasties.
I sauntered up to the apiary a while ago to oversee Mr B in
his weird space suit. He was doing
something to the hive of bees with attitude when all of a sudden he
shouted “ Tigger, RUN!”
I didn’t hang about to ask why. It sounded urgent so I just headed for the house
at warp speed.
Despite the encumbrance of his weird suit Mr B was close
behind and bees were pinging off the mesh thing around his head nearly all the way
to the house.
We laughed about it afterwards……………
……..”Tigger,
RRRRUN!...............
…………………….best chase we’ve had in ages.
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