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My lovely man is interested in bees. And bats. He will speak at length about Bee Vectoring, which (I believe), involves bumble bees carrying chemicals (pesticides/fertilizer – who knows) to crops.

It is fascinating. Although I have queried with my lovely man if they have little knapsacks and if they are paid, this information has not been forthcoming.

On the bat issue…

When I enquired about what was on his bucket list he advised me that he always wanted to go to Zambia where apparently there is an enormous bat migration to view.

We are not aligned on this bucket list item.

Back to the bees.

For some time now he has indicated he wants to get a hive or two to keep at home. Bees are indeed to be nurtured, so this I encouraged.

I too love bees. Sadly, I had an unfortunate incident when I was a child. I stood on a dead bee and had a quite violent reaction to its sting. This has been my only bee sting, and it was dead! Who would have thought that could even happen. So, I am not sure I am allergic, but I am reluctant to repeat the experience.

Nevertheless, must be supportive. And we all need bees. There is a shortage I read.

So, my lovely man has done some research and then tracked down a fellow from a garden centre nearby who makes hives. My lovely man bought this fellow back to the house and together they determined where the hive should be located. In the corner of the garden.

Unfortunately, quite near where I like to sit with my wine and strawberries.

It’s going to end in tears I can see, and they are likely to be mine.

Apparently, this fellow is making the now ordered bee hive and it will be delivered hence forth.

Does it come with actual bees I enquired? Or at least a queen to attract the poor little worker males? (Wouldn’t it be ideal if the rest of the world operated like that – a big fat queen adored by her buzzing little male workers).
I don’t think so he said, the guy said that the bees will just come.

I refrained from reminding my lovely man that we did this with a bat box and not one has ‘come’

Location, location, location I suppose. Who knows.

So, we will have a hive and then, I guess, we will wait to see if they will come, or if it’s just a scam.

As it turns out, I will remain the only queen around for now.

Last night my lovely man leapt out of bed in the middle of the night, switched the light on and started beating the bed clothes.

The pups immediately went ballistic, adding to the chaos.

What is wrong????!!!! I screamed, most reasonably.

Spiders he announced, there are spiders in the bed, and they are biting me.

What the actual…..

Are you bitten? Do we need to tend to your bites? What the hell?

Then he switches off the light and goes to sleep. As do the pups. I lie there for the rest of the night, rigid with fear.

I like spiders and generally am not scared of them. Spiders, bees, snakes and ghekos should be nurtured really.

However, I do not really fancy a bunch of bitey spiders as bed mates.

This morning my lovely man wakes me up with coffee (bless him). He also wakes me up with coughing, snorting and nose blowing (he has had a cold FOREVER it seems).

Are you OK I asked when he had finished hacking. Do I need to look at your spider bites?

No, I think it was just a dream (we’ve been there before with snakes, I should have known).

So, this morning I’m shattered and I’m looking to trade him in really.