The phone rang. It was Lily, the owner of the Mill from the wall of the Cornstores of which I had removed a colony. She reminded me that she wants to buy 20 pounds of local honey for friends and guests. I told her that I hoped to get some in a day or two and so, yesterday afternoon, went to Frogmore where I was concerned that I might do my back in carrying the heavy supers to the car.
Disaster! There were more wasps flying than bees! The supers, which had been crammed, were now very light, although I could see some crystallised honey still in the combs. I put on the clearer board anyway and tried to plug any gaps and cracks with bracken. Later I shall see whether it is worth taking.
Later, in the Fox & Hounds at Cattistock, my apprentice, Dave, wound me up by declaring that he was intending to feed sugar to my bees on his site as he wants some honey next year. He may get them through the winter, but will the ‘honey’ be honey?