It's all a-buzz in Clophill

My family, being as insane as we are, decided to take part in a scarecrow competition in our village and my Dad being my Dad....took things one step too far. As per usual.

Dad doesn't like doing things by half so when Mum came up with the idea of a scarecrow bee-keeper dreaming of 'people' bees (don't ask) the creation began...

...with Dad re-creating places of our little village into bee related puns. And so we had The Stone Bug pub, a classroom in a the school, OAB hive and just to put the comb in the honey Dad only went a built a bloody castle for the Queen Bee. 

With this mini project starting out as a bit of fun, we got a bit serious. A trip to Hobbycraft happened to buy eyes for the bees, my sewing machine came out to make a mini bee cloak for the queen and mini bee curtains for the OAB hive and then we went one further still and made glasses for the OAB's themselves.

My father and friends, being the punny people they are, couldn't resist the appalling jokes which naturally come attached to such things; "It looks bee-ta-full", "How does a bee get to school? By Buzz", "Where does a bee go on holiday? Stingapore". And then we went further and NAMED the bees--- the Bobee (which is chasing a freakin' wasp stealing nectar for goodness sake), the Bar-Bee, the Babees, the list continued and it all got a little bit too much, I think we started to go a bit crazier than normal as I am STILL having bee puns with fellow pun enthusiasts 2 weekends later...

With us being the way we are, we knocked the nectar out of the flower and I think it is safe to say we won! Until the next time bloggers, it is Halloween around the corner after all... we do a damn good pumpkin patch. Stay tuned xxx