I’m assuming you are only reading this because Swiss Bob has run out of: faggot and quiche recipes, and/or Old Trout’s maths questions, that bring back nightmares of my ‘A’ levels from longer ago than [more…]
I started bee-keeping, encouraged by my father-in-law, as he had been by his father-in-law. He, the former, had had to give up his bees, after collapsing in the orchard following a sting, and sold all [more…]
