Sophie keeps an eye on passers by. In the afternoon she savages her four legged starfish. Bob's starfish has lost all its legs and there is nothing he would like more than getting hold of Sophie's toy. In this he has limited success.
Our previous problems with bees can be read here : http://wilfanddigby.blogspot.fr/2010/08/quick-post.html . 'The font' steadfastly refuses the use of insecticides. ' They're honey bees '. So it is we spend our day trying to find a bee friendly way of dealing with the ever expanding apian hoarde.
The old beekeeper has retired. He has a nephew . '' I've taught him everything I know. Don't you worry M'Ongoose. I'll call him ". It seems the nephew is a man of leisure. He shows up at the gate within two hours. The afternoon is spent watching a man in a white one piece jump suit (with matching head gear) wandering round the garden peering into bushes. He promises to return today with all the right equipment.
The village pottery fair now less than two weeks away. A poster appears advertising the lunchtime menu. After last years disappointment with the paella the villagers are staying with the safety and practicality of grilled sausage.
And here's an article of interest for dog lovers from this mornings Scotsman : http://www.scotsman.com/news/scotland/top-stories/monumental-move-in-fight-to-save-skye-terrier-1-3486706
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We had a friend who had a swarm in their livingroom window. A Vacula took care of them and then they were let go far away.
I hope the young beekeeper will be able to take care of the problem bees once and for all.
"Sophie and the four legged starfish" sounds like the title of a great children's book.
Were the sausages put on the menu by special request from two PONS by any chance?
I didn't realise that the Skye Terrier is so rare. They are such jolly looking little souls, I would have imagined them to be very popular. A pity that Merlin is such a loan wolf.
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Good grief. I meant 'lone'. I blame the anti-histamines.
I'm not sure I have ever seen a Skye terrier in the flesh. Rare indeed. Interesting how dogs go in and out of fashion. (According to my 'Observer's Book of Dogs', published in 1961, wire-haired fox terriers were at that time the most common terrier breed in the UK).
Cheers,
Gail.
A bonny looking dog!
As long as he has the smoke puffer...
Catching up on your blog and I remembered about the previous bees -- I even saw my comment left on that post-- Has it really almost been 4 years now? But I hope the nephew inherited all the needed equipment from his Uncle, and all has gone well, and all roof tiles remain in place. I share with 'the font' the hope to try and save as many bees as you can, we've had so few this year.
Interesting about the Skye terrier, I had no idea, I've only ever seen one.
Yes, the idea of pesticides is horrible, and goodness knows the bee population is not doing well, but having a family member who is severely and down right frighteningly allergic to stings those bees would just have to go, someway, somehow, as quickly as possible.
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