Anyway, by this stage it was half past four and Mum said that we should find someone to take the bees away. She suggested that I ring the local butchers shop as they sold local honey. Not my first thought of action, but a sensible one. Mum always had sensible ideas in an emergency. The butcher gave us the name of a local beekeeper who answered their phone straight away. It was a quietly spoken woman. I explained what the situation was and she said: “I’ll be over right away. It should take me about 20 minutes”.