I’ve asked my wife to let you know the reality of sharing your partner with a hive. She’s not a fan of “beasts” (i.e. insects) and the photo below shows the closest she has ventured to my beehives.
In her own words …
- Roger finally has a proper hobby which means I get time to watch ‘Don’t Tell the Bride’ and other such nonsense without him telling me it degrades my brain
- He seems happier, more upbeat and enthusiastic about life these days. I’d like to think the marriage and pregnancy has something to do with that – but I think I have to share a bit of the credit with the hives
- He talks about his hobby A LOT. This blog manages to capture about 10% of his bee-thoughts and I get the rest. Considering I don’t even like honey (let alone crawling flying insects which sting), I can’t say I’m naturally interested but I think I have perfected the interested nod (important in any marriage) and encourage Roger to get his bee-updates out the ways when friends come round for dinner. BE WARNED!
- He’s already looking at bee-keeping suits for children
If you want to read how we are getting on, try It’s A Girl.