I arrived home just before Mr Fogg (who had popped out that morning) and entered the house as usual. I heard a lot (and I do mean alot) of buzzing from the lounge and ambled in muttering about houseflies ( we do get a few here in the country).
Imagine my shock when I realised mid way into the lounge that we had two large swarms of bees IN the lounge! One on the windowsill and one HANGING from the radiator! What do you do in this situation?? Only one option…run, close door behind you and call on the beekeepers to help.
A quick Internet search resulted in a list of willing beekeepers who will help in situations like this. Amazingly just a few calls later and a very very nice fellow called Terry arrived on our drive with his wife to help clear them.
There is a small army of beekeepers across the UK who willingly aid us timid locals to help clear them and give advice. Wonderful wonderful people. Thank you so much Terry Nundy from Elvington!! The poor man had only just got home from his day out and happily jumped in the car to come to our aid. Lovely gent.
He reckoned that we may have had a large hive in the chimney. Cue Mr Fogg lighting a fire in the fireplace to shift any lingerers.
So we go look outside to see a big swarm of bees on the chimney. It appears that the hive must have split and the larger half are still in the chimney. Two groups broke away and set up camp in our lounge and the remainder are still in the chimney. You can see the swarm on the picture.
So it’s 26 degrees outside and we have all doors and windows closed and a roaring fire to try to clear them. Our nice beekeeper reckons the chimney could be blocked with honeycomb and we have to next get it swept.
Unbelievable!! So my weekend of yoga, meditation and chill out ended abruptly with a swarm!
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