Yes I think you're right about this, makes complete senseI think that it has meaning too, how fast you get the sting from skin away with knife edge or does the sting pump all venom under the skin.
Yes I think you're right about this, makes complete senseI think that it has meaning too, how fast you get the sting from skin away with knife edge or does the sting pump all venom under the skin.
as could oneYou're right 6 or 8 could equally trigger it
I don't actually fold the veil either, its where folds develop naturally.I've had no problems with my BB Wear ones, although I never fold the actual veil.
or 50?as could one
I remember when I was helping out Chris Broad at Saltway apiaries in Bromsgrove, I drew the short straw and had to inspect his hive from hell, by the time I got the lid off I had had a dozen stings to each index finger plus a few in the others.or 50?
Because I use nitriles or no gloves at all I often get stung if I trap a bee. Some days nothing, others a dozen and even occasionally 50 if a nasty hive kicks off. I see it as risk I take in my hobby just as a horse rider does about falling off.I remember when I was helping out Chris Broad at Saltway apiaries in Bromsgrove, I drew the short straw and had to inspect his hive from hell, by the time I got the lid off I had had a dozen stings to each index finger plus a few in the others.
Or let's read this!
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/6699314/
Looks like I'm fine then cos I have more than 200 stings per year!Or let's read this!
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/6699314/
Growing up, our local beekeeper, after finishing up on the hives, wiped all the stings from his left forearm with his right hand, and left hand down the right forearm. Job doneLooks like I'm fine then cos I have more than 200 stings per year!
Looks like I'm fine then cos I have more than 200 stings per year!
Oh dear, that action takes me back to childhood days when bucket closets were emptied by the local council into the "soup tanker". One of the operatives dragged out the bucket and hoisted it onto his shoulder where the corroded bottom gave way and the contents cascaded over him to the huge entertainment of his workmates. His response "its only sh*t" while scraping the material off with the edge of his hand.Growing up, our local beekeeper, after finishing up on the hives, wiped all the stings from his left forearm with his right hand, and left hand down the right forearm. Job done
My grandfather tells the story of the local Sh!t cart man who was caught one day with a big piece of wood stirring the contents of his 'chariot' when asked what he was doing he explained he'd put his coat on the bench and it had slipped into the tub when told that the coat was beyond redemption even before the incident he just said 'I know - but my sandwiches were in the pocket'Oh dear, that action takes me back to childhood days when bucket closets were emptied by the local council into the "soup tanker". One of the operatives dragged out the bucket and hoisted it onto his shoulder where the corroded bottom gave way and the contents cascaded over him to the huge entertainment of his workmates. His response "its only sh*t" while scraping the material off with the edge of his hand.
He then sat in the cab of the lorry to eat his sandwiches at lunchtime while the others stayed outside.
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