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This morning Jules and I had a lovely, leisurely walk, in our newly ground cleared forest and then directly to the larger one that we normally come down in. I let him take the lead on a slack line and he wandered, sniffing, over all of the new ground and with only a gentle reminder āthis wayā from me to tempt him to the next one in order to avoid our normal route into the field. This was because the grass is almost waist high there and I have been avoiding a soaking recently by putting the walk off 'till the late afternoon
It was not the lack of our friend Galys that made it lovely, she would roam over all this ground (no doubt Jules caught her scent from time to time), but because I was denying him the open ground I was much less severe about the route between the trees and as far as humanly possible let him go everywhere he wanted.
Very relaxing and I am really looking forward 23 days, or maybe 24, when the fencing is complete and we can wander at will everywhere. This has taught me that the wet grass (our farmer is always the last to harvest sometimes well into June) will not force us down by the river which it used to as we now have much more freedom away from it.
Now a bit of lunch and settle down to hear the best programme on radio at the moment which starts in 20 minutes time.
David, what is " the best programme on radio at the moment "
This afternoon we had a large swarm of bees in the village, eventually settling in a neighbours hedge. They had started to come down out chimney, and after getting a dozen or so out of the livingroom, lit a smokey fire to encourage any others to make home elsewhere. Thereās a bee keeper in the village, and hopefully heāll be along shortly to remove them to a safer place.
This happens quite regularly around here and itās fascinating to see how our local Bee Keepers (BK) deal with things.
One BK lives down in the valley, albeit not far from us, so heās the one which answers our alarm calls from the village.
Another BK lives the other side of the commune and deals with things in his area.
Some years they combine forces⦠if the situation demands it.
One year the BK daubed me with some special concoction which would ensure the Bees wouldnāt notice my presence (or at least theyād assume I belonged to their gang )
I was thus able to maintain a really close presence for what was a particularly difficult āhead 'em up, move 'em outā 3 day operation.
I believe the man has just arrived.
Edit - being transferred - he reckoned at was a big swarm in the order of 30,000+ bees, which explains the clouds filling the road at one point.
Prefaced by āin my humble opinionā of course, but undoubtedly, āThe Unbelievable Truthā chaired by the funniest/cleverest man around leading the funniest comedians around. Very informative too.
A good job that āIām Sorry I Havenāt a Clueā, otherwise known as āClueā, isnāt on the air at the moment because the choice for the title would be tight at least and maybe impossible.
In my world, āBKā means Burger King - my very occasional treat when Iāve been out on a photo-shoot and itās too late to bother making food at home.
Back on the bees - a member of my business networking group (who is a business broker in real life) also keeps bees and gave us a fascinating talk on them. Clever little devils.
I used to keep bees for many years and there is nothing to compare to the taste of their honey.
I was checking the hives one day when I noticed that a stand holding a hive was sinking into the ground on one side and leaning at an alarming angle. This is disastrous because the direction of gravity is important for the orderly formation of the combs in the hive.
I nipped off to get my suit and smoker but when I returned the hive had toppled over and was surrounded by a cloud of very angry bees who turned their attention to me. I started to run because they are normally passive little creatures and this was something quite out of the ordinary.
My wife was looking out of the kitchen window and saw me run past, fully suited up and dive into the swimming pool, closely followed by my dog to whom the bees had now turned their attention. She described it as like a scene from a Tom and Jerry cartoon.
Not bees, but the ants in Tom and Jerry always crack me up - especially the accompanying sound effects.
Bloody landlords neglecting the tennants

I used to keep bees for many years and there is nothing to compare to the taste of their honey
Iām intrigued to know what else produces (inferior tasting) honey.
Wasps. Angry honey.

what else produces (inferior tasting) honey.
I know you were joking, but the answer is generic honey from China thatās been blended and adulterated with various syrups and sugars.
Real honey from one location is a bit like wine, the āterroirā (the plants that the bees collect their pollen from) impart a specific local flavour.
Plus it hasnāt been hanging about in storage.
China. Fake honey - basically chemically concocted from sugar - sometimes sold as value range in supermarkets in some places. Apparently. Or could be an urban myth.
āReal honeyā will also reflect which blossoms are available to the Beesā¦
I love all our local honey but some does taste extra special as far as I am concerned.
A particular favourite of mine is Acacia⦠and one of our BKeepers has a wonderful woodland containing lots of these lovely trees.
My personal favourite honey is from chestnut blossom.
Avoid industrial honey with a sell by date. It may even say it contains French honey BUT not how much.
Support your local beekeeping community and you will enjoy not only the best tasting honey but you are helping pollinate, local plants - perhaps even your own.

could be an urban myth.
Not urban myth, watched a program on bees and honey production.