I had planned to settle down to watch the televised coverage, once my morning's work at the shop was done, and was on time for Bill's stultifying 'salvo'. But there was a problem for me. About 5000 honey-bees had got there before me and had occupied my lounge and kitchen and weren't of a mind to leave in a hurry, so tempting were the full frames of honey I had sitting on the kitchen table. I had to don my bee-suit to get inside, then scoop, sweep and swish bees back into the great outdoors in sufficient numbers that it was safe for me to sit down on the couch and watch. This preparation for the viewing was many, many times more interesting than the Budget itself, so perhaps I owe the bees a 'thank you guys'. Certainly, they're welcome to the honey they did manage to get away with.
Here's a couple of shots of my visitors.
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People call me crazy/stupid/brave for sky-diving (only tandem ones cos I'm a sook), but dealing with your uninvited visitors..now that's brave!
But certainly far more interesting than the budget.
Paranormal
Para..I spent the afternoon nursing my beloved canine daughter, which mainly involved stopping her licking a post-op wound..far more interesting!
I got stung once, through my own carelessness. I must have shifted thousands of bees and lost only the few that found themselves drowned in the honey. There are still a few crawling around on the carpet, brought out from hiding by the heat of the fire.My wife and daughter abandoned me to the task, hived off to town and aren't back yet. They're waiting for the 'all clear' :-)
Wound-licking, Suz. That can be quite comforting. I've done it a few times.
Poor Hollie and Robyn...bugger the thought of even one sting, having seen what it can do to my allergic son.
Jumping out of a plane's much safer ;)
What if you landed amongst a cluster of hives, Suz? What then?
In no particular order, I would probably:
A. Curse Murphy's fucking Law
B. Curse the Jump-Master who shoulda known better
C. Curse a God that I don't believe in
D. Not really mind, cos of the endorphins running thru my veins at that point.
You didn't curse the bees! I knew you wouldn't - you're such a softy!
Pretty amazing Rob;glad it was,nt me who walked in on them,would have been abit freaked out!
Hollie was first in, and she did! There really were a LOT of bees!
guess you always wanted to be in the beehive, someone pass the flyspray please
First I was in the House, now I'm in the Beehive!
Take away the Capital and it becomes very ordinary though.
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