Murmurs in My Mind
✏️ This book started as a murmur in my head — eight years before it ever reached a notebook.
Then, a scribble in a daybook.
It sat for a further 12 years.
Who’s going to read it?
Is there anything here?
Yes, I’ve got some own-invented stuff — things people already use, I know they work — but well, er…
Then bees.
A swarm.
A spiral.
And something began to move.
Here’s how it happened.
For a long time, this was just an idea.
I’d toyed with writing a book. Even considered Top Trumps-style cards.
But every version felt like another “Here’s a book…” — and not the right kind.
Then I saw a picture of a bee in Australia.
Turns out, when it gets really hot, nectar ferments.
Drunk bees get stopped at the hive… by actual bouncer bees.
It cracked me up — and made me think.
Then I remembered a school trip to Manchester. We watched a documentary about bees at the cinema — how they worked together, adapted, organised.
