Thursday 13th May 2009

A beautiful day spent mostly in the garden. I am heading back into the kitchen when I spy Mr M, my neighbour, out in his patch. I grab a box of eggs to take out to him as we are overrun with them - he sees me approach and wheels over to the fence. I hand over the eggs, which he receives with pleasure, but then delivers a surprise blow. He and Mrs M have been thinking, and they are worried about me having a hive. Where it will be situated means the bees will be flying over the bottom of their garden,where they have a lot of flowering shrubs and also that is where their pool filter pump is. They understand I will be very disappointed and don't want to 'cramp my style' (?) but they feel that a whole hive of bees flying over, especially when Mrs M is changing the filter, would be too much. I smile and nod and say I understand how they feel, (I don't - how will a whole hive of bees fly over just when Mrs M is changing the filter which happens once a year and it is only stupid carp which don't actually do anything interesting of useful or......) I take a deep breath - Mr M is badly disabled and suffers from a nasty condition, and Mrs M works full time, cares for him and does all the household chores on her own. They don't need me to add to their stress. I suggest that I ask Al to come round and look at my proposed site and have a chat with them. Mr M says that would be an excellent idea, and we part still as good neighbours. I mutter darkly for most of the evening.

Monday 10th May 2009

Today is the start of the exam season in our schools, so tonight's class is to be held in the school snack bar. A very unsuitable place to hold a class as the acoustics are appalling, but that is the way it is. Tonight Al is taking the class on his own, and he begins with some very exciting news. A beekeeping member of EMBA is emigrating to France and has several hives which he no longer requires - about 30 - a mixture of Nationals and Smiths. Al has bought them all - confident that we newbees will snap them up. A buzz of excitement goes round and is amplified hugely by the cavernous interior of the refectory. He passes a piece of paper round and we all have to write our names down and what our requirements would be. He will then sort out what is available and there will be a draw the following week. Everyone seems to want National Hives. I am more disposed towards the Smith Hive, for no other reason than it was designed by Willie Smith of Innerleithen near Peebles and so is surely more suitable to the Scottish climate?
After that diversion, we huddle round a TV screen and are shown a clip from a German wildlife programme which has filmed a queen bee's mating flight!
Our main topic tonight, however, is swarming. Al shows us another video, this time starring himself as The Beekeeper coming along to deal with a swarm of bees. The swarm is in a tree in his garden and we see him knocking the swarm into a skep, covering it until evening, to let any flying bees return, and then dumping it in front of an empty hive. What a glorious sight it is to see this company of bees marching en masse into their new home. They were Al's bees anyway, and he knew they were going to swarm, so he took the risk that he might lose them so that he could produce this wee film for the beginners. Fortunately his hunch that they would stay in his garden paid off and it was a very valuable thing to see.
He talks about signs of swarming and what to do to prevent losing our bees. This is done my means of creating an 'artificial swarm' . You make the bees think they have swarmed by taking the frame with the queen and some attendants out of the hive and putting it in a new hive. The original hive is moved to a different spot and the hive with the queen is moved back to where it was (following ok?) The flying bees return to the hive and find there is now plenty of room - they all think they have swarmed, so they continue as before, while the other hive with the non flying bees will rear new queen cells and thus a new colony is born. Simple! Well - I think I understand, but it feels a bit like trickery to me. A lot of beekeeping seems to be about management and manipulation and I don't know how I feel about that.
Our next visit will be to T's apiary. A very experience beekeeper who lives in one of the leafy western suburbs of Edinburgh. Apparently we get tea and cakes too - nice!