Today’s blog was going to be all about my Yoga retreat that I’ve just been on, however, mother nature had other plans.

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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It is exactly 16 days to the meteor BBQ and we are nearly ready:

Invites out – check
Marquee purchased – check
Food planned – check
Sleeping organised – check
Sun ordered – ahem??

Fingers crossed we will actually have some sunshine over that weekend and some clear skies because so far since our return from the Caribbean it has been fair to describe the weather as dull, grey and depressing.

Still, we have two large gazebos at the ready and will have plenty of healthy (ahem) refreshments just in case!!

Counting down to having a house full of good friends…..I think we may consider putting some tents up, providing welly boots and having a mini Glastonbury in the back garden. Anyone know any rock bands?

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I have to confess that I’m not heavily into the Internet and definitely not blog sites, Twitter, Facebook or anything else sociable (grumpy woman syndrome). There are two blogs I do highly enjoy and that’s one by our friend Mrs Fink and the “Adventures if Shouty Grandad” which has me chuckling away every time, and the other one is my very own Mr Fogg and his various “Victor Meldrew” moments.

So when I spotted a book at the airport on what so far seemed to be based on a rubbish TV Series called Sirens (pitched as Green Wing meets Friends, 30 Something’s and all that), I initially passed straight by.

So imagine my surprise when after picking the book up it’s actually the published blog of an ambulance driver in the London Ambulance Service. It’s fab, funny, witty, has Mr Fogg type rants and stories equalling those of Shouty Grandad. Its also rather moving, poignant, inspiring and very very human.

It also tells you a lot about society now, the real pressures on the NHS and how inept our society seems to have become when people honestly think it’s ok to call an ambulance for a broken finger, stubbed toe etc.

A truly good read and I’m addicted.

Hmmm, I wonder if our travel stories would make a good book……

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