This is me and the Birdchick brandishing our beeing tools (she's holding the hive tool, I've got the smoker). (Photos by Lorraine.)
Smoking the hive.
Me and some bees. We were checking for the Queens and for egg-laying activity, and we found both. (More photos and a play by play of our hive visit over on the Birdchick's blog at http://www.birdchick.com/2007/05/new-bee-hives-after-one-week.html#comments
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And I keep meaning to mention that people have written in by the dozen to let me know that, contrary to the review I linked to, the Region 2 UK DVD of Neverwhere actually does have all the extras that the US one had, including the bemused "I'm in a box watching this thing for the first time in 8 years... Ooh, shiny," commentary I did, which is, I suppose, a good thing. It's still disappointing we couldn't have actually done new stuff for it, but at least you aren't being deprived of what they've got in the US.
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Lots and lots of people writing in suggesting dog names. (And convincing me that he really is a white German Shepherd Dog.) Several people wanting to know how Dog's getting on with the cats. (Princess and Coconut -- Maddy's cat -- are wary but fine. Fred, on the other hand, thinks Dog should go back where he came, and keeps him under remote surveillance while reporting in to Feline High Command. Dog thinks we need protecting from Fred, and has made it clear that he is willing to give his life if necessary in saving us from the menace of a small much-battered black cat. It's going to be interesting...)
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This one made me shake my head at the ease with which someone got a book pulled from a middle school library, when the people overseeing it are pusillanimous twerps. (I bet Maureen didn't even mention scrota.)
While this one just scares and amuses me in equal measure. (Read it. It gets worse.)
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