bees and the things they do

<a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnybreaks/4341522093/” title=”bees! by esquimauxpie, on Flickr”><img src=”http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2706/4341522093_7d5040da1f.jpg” width=”500″ height=”375″ alt=”bees!” /></a><br />_bees!_

I was recently down at G.West at my most recent permanent address in australia. There’s this bunch of bee boxes stacked just outside the door of what was my bathroom shed. Honey is sweet, but I don’t know if I could’ve coped with walking past incoming/outgoing bees every time I needed a slash. Apparently the worker bees that go out and collect the pollen are girls. I didn’t know that. I thought they were sexless. I had some of their honey on pikelets. Pretty good.

Pakington street has completed its transition to yuppification. Kinda sad. To me there seems to be a really stark contrast between the ‘haves’ and ‘have-nots’. The former category consists of the young, tanned, pusher-pushing, cleanly-dress and unsmiling yuppies. I see that at 35 I am not young any more. The latter are the recently de-institutionalised mental patients (of which there are _many_). People in wheelchairs. People in motorchairs. The old. The obscenely fat. People wearing sun hats.

One of the reasons why I wanted to leave Geelong, and Australia, five years ago was that I was sick of the distant disconnected “don’t touch me!” vibe I would get from most people when out in town.

<a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnybreaks/4341545499/” title=”IMG_4847 by esquimauxpie, on Flickr”><img src=”http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/4341545499_eb225f9558.jpg” width=”500″ height=”375″ alt=”IMG_4847″ /></a>

I’m really tempted to get this fake tiger skin rug but 65bucks? I’m not sure I can go that far for ultrakitch.

2 thoughts on “bees and the things they do”

  1. BEES do not like people crossing their bows when they are landing on their hive.
    I did some house-sitting at a place with hives for 3 months.
    GL has had some bad press in recent months, and I would avoid all schools there.
    The kitsch rug is a worry. I bought Gillo Dorflies fabulous book ‘KITSCH’ in 1971, but having just landed in a palace of it (my parents house), the ironic charm is absent. Things cared out of coconuts have no redeeming features whatsoever.

    I hope you got some surfing in.

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