Linus Delivery.

If you forget the recycling bank, this collection of bags, box and suitcase contain the remnants of quilts Mrs TD delivered to the “Sick Kids” today with just a couple of wards left to visit. Herself’s contribution of 52 quilts collected from the good ladies of the Lothians are a small part of the 2,000 delivered each month to children in hospitals and refuges throughout the U.K.
 
Having done my duty to Project Linus U.K, I was allowed out on this one day of summer with its temperature in the mid-thirties (low 90s in old money) in the shade and shelter of the walled garden that is my apiary, I took a leaf out of the book of an acquaintance of a friend who wears nothing but bra’ and pants under her bee suit. I didn't venture into the world of transvestism, neither was I quite that carefree, but wore shorts and a t-shirt instead of my usual trousers and jumper; the bees did take minor advantage of my reduced protection but, now that the one rogue queen has been replaced, they are all of a gentle disposition. I don’t see any point  in caring for a band of vicious brutes for a pastime. Two of the colonies are now in a position to produce a crop of lime honey from the blossom just ready to open, while the third could have time to build up enough to make a useful contribution if the weather is good for the next three weeks. The one fly in the ointment is that thunderstorms are due here in just a few hours.