On sunday, while quietly minding my own business, I heard humming, getting louder and louder until suddenly there was a swarm of bees all around the tree in the front garden. They looked to be coming straight out of the ground, diving around in the air and then coming back to wriggle all over a crack in the bank on which my house sits. After watching for a while they stopped flying about so much so I went over and look what I found - see the little guy in the middle with his saddle bags all full up?
I'd not noticed their nest before but next day after work I came home to see that some excavating had occured and all of this got fished out the ground by the man who does the landlord's gardening. 'Madam' he said, 'this is the house of bizzz'. Shame it wasn't dripping in lovely honey - looks like they hadn't got that far...maybe I can roll it all up and make candles from this stuff?
I'd not noticed their nest before but next day after work I came home to see that some excavating had occured and all of this got fished out the ground by the man who does the landlord's gardening. 'Madam' he said, 'this is the house of bizzz'. Shame it wasn't dripping in lovely honey - looks like they hadn't got that far...maybe I can roll it all up and make candles from this stuff?
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