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THERE’S a bee in my bonnet. Well, actually, there are about 20,000 bees in my bonnet. The bonnet is the thatched roof of my cottage, and the honeybees took up residence a few years ago. Unobserved, the colony moved in through a gap between thatch and bargeboard to the loft cavity above my mother’s bedroom window. When I closed the curtains that night all I could hear was a pleasing hum like the engine of an expensive motorcar.
The bees are welcome cohabitants, turning the room into a ‘bee-loud glade’. “Rather you than me,” friends say, but
