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Kate in Brunei blogged her colourful results of the November challenge and I was intrigued by the concept of bloggers around the world snapping the same 26 words with such individual results. November was too cold and grey in England to feel inspired but Kate’s 16 things challenge coincided with the first signs of Spring and a new resolve to go for a walk on my lunch breaks. Perfect timing, thanks Kate.
”cat mum home with stuff for cat cake, now having a little cat party” wrote G.
‘you know how bonkers that makes us sound, don’t you?’ cat mum wrote back.
Making a cake to celebrate the cats birthday amounted to turning a tin of Sheba upside down on a plate and decorating it with treats to look like a cat face. Weird 6 legged spider was more the effect we ended up with! Nevertheless the cats loved it and we barely made it to the end of ‘Happy Birthday dear ‘ before they’d finished it.
EMPTY Can’t get enough of those crispy greens! As well as Kale, Spring greens work well – less crispy, more chewy.
The ‘scrambled snake game’ as Tom and Kim call it. We all love the story of the Gruffallo and played this board game during their visit to England last summer. They hadn’t come across snakes and ladders before and thought we were cheating when we told them snakes always meant slide down and not climb!
NEWA dedicated flower bed inspired by our visit to Durham’s Botanical Gardens last year. Poppies, Cornflowers, Love-in-the-Mist and some scented flowers sown. Weeds and flowers emerging but I can’t yet tell what’s what at the moment!
HOME-MADEA naughty treat from my dear friend Mel who bought them from her church bake-a-thon. The lady who made them is a lovely, sweet, scrummy character apparently, just like her cupcakes. They raised £1000 – that’s a lot of cupcakes!
It stops and starts at the bus stop on the main road. Boo.
My heart smiles every time I recall Raff’s ‘pink I think‘ answer to ‘What colour is Mikey?’ (our black cat).
Huge loud potential but actually G’s music room is a gently creative space where instruments are strummed, bashed and plonked with a delicate touch.
I’d never seen so many bees in one place – a veritable hive of activity in the lavender bed at The Botanic Gardens in Durham back in August. We spent a peaceful morning strolling round woodland and bamboo groves with our dear friends Dan and Ruth and their lovely boys. We spied on birds in hushed whispers from within the hide and found art work* intermingled with plants and trees from around the world.
I loved the swathe of colour created in the wildflower beds and have seed packets at the ready to scatter in Spring for a Durham inspired wildflower corner at the plot.
My favourite part of the garden? This grassy knoll for the squeals of delight it squeezed out of Rory as he hurtled down it!
* Botanic Gardens Artwork: Millennium Bug by local artists Graeme Hopper and David Buxton
…so you know I visited the Ministry of Food exhibition last week? After catching a bus at stupid-o’clock I arrived on the steps of the Imperial War Museum snow flecked, cold and very early. I was wondering how best to phrase a plea to let me in early when a member of staff arrived beside me swipe card in hand. In a perfect moment of serendipity (making a fortunate discovery by accident) when I asked if she could let Lisa, the Press Officer, know I’d arrived she answered ‘I’m Lisa, come on in‘.
While Lisa and her colleagues made a few final preparations I introduced myself to another early bird called Steve. We exchanged stories about how we came to be there and immediately I was struck by how many fascinating tales I’d be leaving London with. This is Steve’s story (I hope I tell it as well as he did and rest assured Steve you didn’t bore me one bit!)
I’m no celebrity snapper: Steve Thomas is not a household name but his great grandfather was during the Second World War. Well not a household name exactly: if you google William Henry McKie you won’t find any clues to his notoriety. Steve’s great grandfather was the oldest member of the Acton Gardening Association in 1941 and very well known locally for the prizes, medals, firsts and specials awarded for his flowers and vegetables. But it was being photographed driving a spade into the ground on his plot in Acton, West London that his legend was made. W H McKie was the owner of the iconic booted ‘foot all the Nation knows‘ on the Ministry of Food’s ‘Dig for Victory‘ poster.
Thanks for sharing your great grandfather’s story so enthusiastically Steve and sending me the newspaper cutting below (tickled by that advert for the three piece suite too!). Feel free to add anything I missed in the comments! (For readers who find the news print a little small to read click on the image to magnify it).
The Acton Gazette, 7th February 1941
If you’re still undecided about whether the exhibition is worth the trip to London take a look at what some of today’s household names had to say about the exhibition on the opening night
© Ministry of Food poster – Imperial War Musuem
See The Imperial War Museum’s YouTube channel for other interesting videos
Jon’s an archeologist and a bit of a digging dynamo by all accounts. I’ve heard he’s rarely happier than when he’s sifting through soil. I’m not sure that’s entirely true these days having seen his face light up when talking about beekeeping. His is a smile of sheer pleasure if ever I saw one.
Jon collected 25-30lb of honey from his hive in the autumn. He averaged 50lb per colony when he kept bees many years ago and once had a bumper yield of over 100lb from a single colony. With an average bee hive containing 50-60,000 bees in the summer space in a city garden is definitely an issue if you want to increase honey production so he just has one hive for now.
I asked Jon a bunch of questions about beekeeping and collecting honey and I thought I’d share his answers with you. Get comfy with a cuppa, it’s along one!
How do bees make honey?
Honey is basically concentrated nectar. Bees collect nectar from plants (they suck it out of the flowers with their tongues and store it in a special stomach) and back at the hive they regurgitate it into one of the cells on the honey comb. Nectar is much more liquid than honey so once the forager bees have made their deposit other bees fan the honey combs with their wings to create an airflow and draw the water out of the nectar making it more storeable and concentrating its food content. When enough water has been removed the bees cap the honey filled cells with wax. In this state the honey will store indefinitely and the bees only remove the wax capping when they want to eat it. The flavour and consistency of the honey is determined by the nature of the plant nectar the bees have collected to create it.
How long does it take the bees to make honey?
Bees will begin foraging for nectar whenever there is any about but they are most active between April and September. The time it takes them to make the honey will depend on the size of the colony and how warm the overall temperature is. If there are lots of bees collecting nectar, lots of bees drying it out and it is warm outside the whole process need only take a couple of days (or even less). Fewer bees and colder climates makes the process slower.
How do you get the honey from the hives and into the jars? How do you do it without annoying the bees?
The honey is ready when the bees have capped the cells with wax. By the end of the season in September when the honeycombs are completely capped you remove them. A bee hive consists of two parts: an upper box where the surplus honey is stored and a lower box which contains the queen, all the eggs and brood and some honey and pollen. The bees like to come into contact with the Queen every day so you contain the Queen bee in the lower box by placing a thin mesh on top. You then place a board between the boxes which allows the worker bees through (they are smaller than the Queen bee) but only one way, from honey box to brood box. The honey box will be clear in about 24 hours.
Once you have taken the honey bombs away from the bees you remove the wax capping with a knife and place the frames containing the honey combs in a honey spinner: a large drum with a handle that turns the central cage When you spin the cage the honey is forced out of the combs and drips down the inside of the drum. There is a wide tap at the bottom of the drum to let the honey out. I pass it through a coarse sieve into another tank and leave it for a couple of days to allow any scum and inclusions float to the top. This tank also has a tap on the bottom and once the honey has settled you can let it pour directly into the jars.
What does the Queen bee do? How is she chosen? What happens if she dies?
Pretty much all the queen does is lay eggs (up to 5,000 a day in the height of the season). All other decisions within the hive seem to be made by the worker bees on a sort of collective action basis. The queen isn’t chosen on an individual basis; if they need a new queen the bees can raise one. All worker bees are immature females and queens are just ordinary bees who have been reared in a way which enables them to reach full maturity (from an ordinary fertilised egg that is given more space, more protein and more oxygen). The bees don’t just wait for the old queen to die: if she is failing in any way they will raise a new queen and then just kill the old one or divide the colony into two by swarming. If the queen dies unexpectedly they can always raise a new one as long as there are fertilised eggs in the colony. As queens tend to lay eggs in the spring and summer the death of the queen in winter is very serious as the colony would have no eggs to make a new queen from.
How do the worker bees find their way back to the hive?
They find their way back by remembering where the hive was in relation to the sun’s position in the sky when they left. Pretty clever when you think how much the sun moves around the sky and isn’t always visible on cloudy days.
Do bees ever stop working or is the phrase ‘busy bee‘ entirely true?
Bees never stop working. The jobs they do in the hive depends partly on circumstance but is also determined by age. When they first emerge from the cells as adult bees they start to look after the brood (the immature eggs and grubs) and keep the hive tidy. When they get older they go out and collect nectar and pollen and the older bees tend to act as guards (which makes sense as bees die if they sting you). The male drone bees don’t really do any work around the hive as there only job is to mate with a queen (not the one in the hive who is their mother) and they die once that task is completed. The queen mates with a number of drones in the brief period at the beginning of her life when she leaves the hive. When she returns to the hive and she spends most of the rest of her life laying eggs
What do bees do when it rains and do they ever sleep?
Bees can carry on working in the rain although they stay in the hive if it’s torrential. There are plenty of jobs to be done and they don’t ever sleep.
How can I identify a honeybee? (I don’t usually hang around long enough to get a visual on the buzz just in case it’s a wasp!)
Honey bees are about the same size as a worker wasp and a similar shape. But a honey bees body is less pointy and more furry (for collecting pollen). They tend to be black and orange rather than black and yellow and they also have black heads. They are not as round or as large as bumble bees. Individual honey bees are usually too busy to bother people so if an insect is buzzing around your head in an annoying manner it’s unlikely to be a honey bee.
How long have you been beekeeping and where did you get your bees from?
I first started keeping bees about 20 years ago. I’ve always liked insects but don’t particularly like gardening so bee keeping seemed a good way of masquerading as a self-sufficient son of the soil without having to grow things! I had a break of several years but couldn’t bring myself to part with my equipment. So when Pat and Robin asked me to remove a swarm of bees from their garden I fell happily back into it. The laws governing ownership of swarms are medieval: if you lose sight of your bees and someone else collects them then the rule of ‘finders keepers, losers weepers’ applies.
How did you learn about bee-keeping? Where did you buy your equipment?
I went on a short course at Hartpury College and read a lot of books. I used to be a member of Newent Beekeepers Association and and attended their meetings.
I bought my first stock of bees from Maisemore Apiaries, and then reared new colonies from those over time. I’ve collected swarms on occasion and the bees I have currently started are third generation bees now. I’ve tended to make most of the equipment.
Were you scared initially?
The first time I ever saw inside a bee hive I was on my own and had only read about what to expect (I did my evening class in winter so it wasn’t particularly hands on). I don’t think I was scared but I was certainly a little anxious. I’m not sure I’ve ever been scared of the bees but there have been times when I have been bee keeping and would rather have been doing something else! I always treat bees with healthy caution and wear all the kit if I going to open a hive up.
How many times have you been stung and what was your worst sting?
I don’t honestly know. I used to get stung a lot more often with the bees I had in the early days. The bees I have now are very gentle or perhaps I’m better at it. You are less likely to be stung if you make calm deliberate movements and don’t just crash about with the hive. Top tip: never combine beekeeping and alcohol!
If you keep bees you tend to build up an immunity to the stings so although it still feels like a pin prick you don’t get any of the swelling. My worst stings were probably the early ones before I’d got used to it. You can still get stung through protective clothing but the stings don’t penetrate as deep and are likely to fall out. It’s important to remove the sting as soon as you can because the poison sack continues to pump poison into you after the initial sting. Stings on exposed skin can penetrate quite deeply making them harder to remove and increasing the painful effects of the sting.
Where is the most likely place a bee will sting you?
If you open up a hive without protective clothing the bees will go for your face. Very nasty and why you should always wear a veil. I’ve been around bad tempered bees in the past and even though you know they can’t get past your veil it’s a bit disconcerting knowing they’re trying.
The most likely place you’ll pick up a sting as a beekeeper is on your hands. A bee sting can penetrate through leather gloves and many beekeepers don’t even wear any. I used to go bare handed too but tend to wear gloves now to keep my hands clean and to stop the bees crawling up my sleeves.
‘Westgate Honey’ label designed by Cedric
I went to China on a work trip once.
To a region notorious for cooking cats, turtles and snakes. Not great for a veggie so after visiting the Buddhist Temple in Guangxiao, and feeling some relief at the number of turtles and cats re-homed there, we happily wandered into a vegetarian restaurant tucked away down a side street. Handed menus filled with photos of dubious looking fake meat dishes, with names you’d expect to find on any Chinese Take-away menu here, I pointed tentatively, whispered reassurances to myself and tried to ignore the impatience of our waitress who was clearly used to more rapid fire ordering.
me – [pointing] this potato dish please.
her – [nod]
me – this chicken one. But it’s not really chicken is it?
her – no, mock chicken, made with potato flour
me – this dish here. Is it good?
her – [shakes her head]. This one is better, pork.
me – what about this one?
her – [shakes her head]
me – what’s wrong with it?
her – made of potato
me – potato’s good. We like potato.
her – everything you order is potato. Try something different. Have beef
I rest my case for why spuds rule! Wartime Woolton Pie might have proved more popular with the nation if someone had thought to fashion potato starch into chicken. Personally I think nothing beats the simplicity of a good old fashioned baked potato. Robinta’s my skin of choice and I’m in good company it seems after attending the Potato Day event at the weekend.
I almost called this post ‘lunching with Spud McQueen‘ but that wouldn’t have been strictly true. ‘Pouncing on Spud McQueen while he quietly ate his lunch and chatting for ages because he was too nice to turn me away‘ is a bit of a long title don’t you think? It was a charming conversation and Andy (that’s his real name when he’s not got his potato guru hat on) is one of the loveliest people I’ve ever had the good fortune to meet (if you spot him at any of the other Potato Day events you must go and say ‘hello’). I caught him mid chuckle in this picture as he playfully asked ‘Do you want me to comb my hair?’
I came away with half a dozen tubers of about 10 different varieties based on Andy’s recommendations. Much easier than trying to make up my own mind from the 100+ available. And I couldn’t believe how little they cost – a wallet loving £4.66. So roll on Easter time when potato sowing season starts. In the meantime I’m off to look for egg boxes to start chitting my tubers. I’ll catch up with you later in the week with Andy’s Top 10.
ps. If you’re still wondering about those Chinese potato dishes rest assured they didn’t taste of meat at all. Or potato for that matter. The mashed potato dish arrived looking like a chicken though – with beady black eyes and pointy beak included!
Each new year starts the same; an afternoon walk on Crickley Hill with friends. No matter what happens through the course of the year we know we’re giving it the best possible start by freezing our cheeks off to bimble about on a hill with our nearest and dearest.
I hope 2010 has begun wonderfully for you too. If you ever find yourself in Gloucestershire on the first day of the year you’ll know where to find us!