A long time ago, when I was an O' level studying teen, my biology teacher tried to get me interested in bees. I assume, because I certainly can't remember, that it must have been my second or third biology lesson when he took me to one side and showed me his collection of dead bees. At the time I didn't think too much of this other than "Why is he showing me dead bees?". Looking back now I think he may have spotted some potential in me and wanted to build on it, fool. Perhaps he thought by enthusing me fully and encouraging me to step outside the usual ethos of modern education he could get me to enjoy learning for the sake of it, rather than just as a means to an end, ie, to get out of school and into the world. Unfortunately for him I was a teenager dealing with the usual issues of strange growths, vocal deepenings, the discovery of alcohol, ladies, nightclubs and peer group pressure. Fortunately for me he was an excellent and enthusiastic teacher and made both my O and A level biology exams a breeze to pass. On getting a C in my A level biology he managed to express gross disappointment in my work ethic while letting me know I had the ability to do better "You should have got an A, but you didn't deserve to get a C". These words are backed up by the only other comment I remember from my school days, spoken by my sixth form head in a tutorial, with a fair degree of surprised good humour, "(Super)Dave", he said "I never realised you were so lazy". He was another excellent teacher and a brilliant clarinet player. They both had beards and PhD's, not sure if this is relevant. But please, forgive an old man his harmless ramblings, these things were such a long time ago. On to the bees of today and my recent encounter.
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Ok, I'm sorry, I got distracted, went on holiday, it was raining, it's in the post, the dog ate it, I've got the painters in, I wrote one but accidentally deleted it, was drunk, got arrested, was doing important work for the government, my hard drive crashed, they threatened me if I carried on, I was in a coma, I upset LouiseSqueeze and didn't have the heart to continue, I joined the French Foreign Legion, I was in the frame for the Kennedy Assassination and had to go into hiding (I would never hurt JFK!), my ship came in, we pushed the boat out, my licence was revoked, the slug mafia got to me, I promised I wouldn't squeal, I squealed!
I kept meaning too, honest, but it was a bit rainy for too long, but now it isn't, and I'm back and I have the best runner bean crop ever. More to come, I promise, like you care! :¬)
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