There is something about some professions that makes one instantly vulnerable. I was out visiting people yesterday and was asked three times for advice, twice about sickly plants. I cannot imagine someone saying “You used to work in the clinic, would you mind coming out the back and looking at ...”
But it isn’t even phrased as a request usually; there is an assumption on their part that I shall be interested. The third was about bees, I used to keep bees before varroa. He told me that he had moved a cardboard box from under the bench in the garden, realised it was a nest, and put it down on the table. He wondered what sort of bees they were?
From his description they sounded like a very small colony of honey bees or red tail bumble bees, he didn’t get stung when he moved it which inclined me to the bumble bees which are not at all aggressive.
My eyesight is lousy, but I could see which direction they were flying and approached from behind the hive to see one land. “They are wasps.” I said just as I got stung on the eyelid. Luckily I have a fair bit of experience with stinging insects and was able to effect a retreat to the kitchen and apply a pad of tissue soaked in vinegar without any further stings.
Advice? Yes, wait until dark when they are all in there, pour in about a pint of petrol and stuff a rag in the hole quickly to stop it up, leave severely alone until morning, Oh and acid for wasp stings, antihistamine for bee stings. There is an acid element that stings a bit at first and can be treated with a mild alkali, like bicarb, but the main damage is done by proteins that react with the immune system.



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