As Monday mornings pass, this is not a bad one. There is a chill in the air which appears simplest proper given the time of yr, but the solar is shining and I am settling all the way down to write something for my humble wee blog. Well, it’s a bee blog genuinely, but it is also wee, and it occupies a quiet, rarely visited corner of the web. There are no tumbleweeds rolling past in this a part of the internet, just graphs of vacationer stats which stay stubbornly flat. When I labored for General Electric they had been passionate about “double digit growth”. You won’t locate any of that right here, despite the fact that I assume “zero.Zero” is double digits, type of? Oh properly.
This weekend we had a visitation from our Kent spouse and children which became very pleasant. I took them to look my apiary the day gone by and changed into thrilled to look a number of my bees still flying and bringing in pollen. I noticed one stay wasp so I will maintain the wasp traps out for a while longer. I saw loads of dead wasps too, drowned within the sweet liquid at the lowest of the traps. I do not hate wasps at all, but a walrus should protect his bees.
I had been walking over the interview I had with David Kemp back in August. He is a piece of a legend, having worked alongside Brother Adam at Buckfast Abbey from 1964 to 1974, and then on to becoming a bee inspector for decades. He has spent a lifetime with bees and has been part of the records of beekeeping in this u . S . A .. He kindly let me have a few photos of his time at Buckfast a good way to be in my approaching e-book. They nevertheless want a chunk of tidying up in Photoshop to remove specks of dust and the extraordinary blemish, but they provide a charming insight to a bygone age. Many thanks to Andy Wattam for doing the virtual scans and sending them over to me. Andy changed into the National Bee Inspector until a few years ago, and also hung out at Buckfast Abbey, however again within the Nineteen Eighties David Kemp was his boss.
One thing I immediately noticed about Mr Kemp became that he can communicate. This is a good aspect due to the fact in our interview I had little or no to do, apart from take a look at at the battery stages of my recording device. He does, but, rarely answer a query at once. It was likely due to the fact my questions have been rubbish, or maybe due to the fact they precipitated memories, so he would go off on tangents down reminiscence lanes. That was great with the aid of me; all I wanted to do was enjoy my time with him and listen to his testimonies.