Bees
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I remember when we were kids we used to go 'bee catching'...the best place was on the step pyramid field at Hartburn Walk...now my dad was totally against this saying it vos varbotten...now in my twilight years I can see why and concur with him...however, i still did it...the heart racing, adrenalin flowing as you caught the bee betwixt jar lid and jar...I remember catching bees with a kid called Bullhead...he used to also catch wasps in the jar with the bees, shake the jar so as to enrage the entrapped bees and wasps in the hope that they would fight...at the end of the day, I would release the bees...Bullhead however used to take his jar to a circular drain cover at the back of Dunnykirk Ave...it had a key like hole in it-Bullhead would take the lid off the jar and place the unlidded jar over the key hole on the drain cover...the bees would eventually fly down through the keyhole into the dark dismal dank drain...then Bullhead would remove the jar,and block the keyhole entrance with any rubbish at hand, entombing and incarcerating the poor bees, laughing his horrible head off...however, once he went home I would remove the blocking rubbish and give the lovely buzzy bees who make us honey the chance of escape and freedom ! :)
I remember when we were kids we used to go 'bee catching'...the best place was on the step pyramid field at Hartburn Walk...now my dad was totally against this saying it vos varbotten...now in my twilight years I can see why and concur with him...however, i still did it...the heart racing, adrenalin flowing as you caught the bee betwixt jar lid and jar...I remember catching bees with a kid called Bullhead...he used to also catch wasps in the jar with the bees, shake the jar so as to enrage the entrapped bees and wasps in the hope that they would fight...at the end of the day, I would release the bees...Bullhead however used to take his jar to a circular drain cover at the back of Dunnykirk Ave...it had a key like hole in it-Bullhead would take the lid off the jar and place the unlidded jar over the key hole on the drain cover...the bees would eventually fly down through the keyhole into the dark dismal dank drain...then Bullhead would remove the jar,and block the keyhole entrance with any rubbish at hand, entombing and incarcerating the poor bees, laughing his horrible head off...however, once he went home I would remove the blocking rubbish and give the lovely buzzy bees who make us honey the chance of escape and freedom ! :)
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