Originally posted by Wilmslow
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There's someone in Hartford Avenue that turns out honey. You can get it in the local farmers' market. -
Our neighbours have bees. Not a problem apart from when they swarm, it seems prudent to keep the kids indoors. They have swarmed twice this year but luckily we were out on both occasions.
And we got a nice jar of honey for our troubles.
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To do is to bee -- Socrates
To bee is to do -- Plato
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If you are:Originally posted by Wilmslow View Post
a) Not a sockie
b) Really serious
Then..........
I keep Bees...... I can possibly steer you in the right direction
You stand no more chance of getting stung while sitting in the back garden than you do now...... Well OK depending on where you site your Hive(s) and what activity is going on and the temper of the Bees, the weather etc you do stand a slightly higher risk - but in reality Bees have no interest in you or your picnic than I do..... Wasps will feed from your picnic but not Bees.....
I am not convinced about the local Bees Honey "curing" (or even helping) Hay Fever - but the logic/thought sort of makes sense.....
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Half a bee, philosophically,
Must, ipso facto, half not be.
But half the bee has got to be
Vis a vis, its entity. D'you see?
But can a bee be said to be
Or not to be an entire bee
When half the bee is not a bee
Due to some ancient injury?
La dee dee, one two three,
Eric the half a bee.
A B C D E F G,
Eric the half a bee.
Is this wretched demi-bee,
Half-asleep upon my knee,
Some freak from a menagerie?
No! It's Eric the half a bee!
Fiddle de dum, Fiddle de dee,
Eric the half a bee.
Ho ho ho, tee hee hee,
Eric the half a bee.
I love this hive, employee-ee,
Bisected accidentally,
One summer afternoon by me,
I love him carnally.
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To bee or not to bee, that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
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Bee keeping
I am seriously thinking about taking up beekeeping.
I am a little worried about getting stung while sun bathing in the garden, but other than that I am serious about taking it up.
Anyone looked into this? And taken the plunge?
Got some allergies like hayfever and eczema, so thinking that local honey could be just what I am needing.
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