Posted by Claire under P&T Waffle :)
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Whilst Trevor is away, taking a well earned break, we have a decent spell of weather here and the Bees decided that they had raised a new queen and were going to divide, so one of the hives swarmed.
Now I’m not exactly scared of bees however I have always sought a healthy distance to avoid me possibly running around looking all a little too feeble!
So when I came in to work on the Monday, and was advised that the bees had swarmed you can imagine a certain level of apprehension. Unfortunately if they were not shown to a new home by us they would have just flown off and found one themselves, which would have meant that Trevor’s hard work would have literally flown away.
Now, bearing in mind Trevor is quite a bit taller than me (a good foot taller) his bee suits are not meant to be worn by someone 5ft 2inches (those 2 inches are very important when you are my height). I donned the suit and have to say I looked a little like i was trying out for a MC Hammer video! Under the suit my jeans were taped to my wellies as an additional precaution. Luckily Glyn was also there to assist, however I think he had quite a bit more apprehension than I did.
Never the less we trapsed up the field (trapsed is the word as it wasn’t that graceful) and was able to scoop the bees up and put them into a new holding hive thingy. I apologise to all bee keepers, and Trevor, for my lack of termanology.
The bees have gladly settled, however I really do not think that it is a “skill” that will ever feature on my CV