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This book started as a murmur in my head – eight years before it ever reached a notebook.
Then Pete Ridding asked if I’d ever considered writing a book (note I only recalled this detail 12 Aug 26)
So I opened a daybook and scribbled down some thoughts.
That scribble is still here.
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, err…
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.
Booooooom.
That was it.
Bees as characters. Bouncers, workers, queen…
And then, I dusted off an old notebook. (Yes, I really did have one.)
I won’t tell you the title. I cringe now.
But flicking through my daybooks, notes on what I’d coached others in, the structure of what was to bee content began to form.
And there’s a deeper reason too.
Without bees, humans don’t exist.
I know that message is already out there, and rightly so, but if this book helps spread that awareness even a little further…
breeeelliant.
Oh, and let’s be honest – I love a good dad joke.
So the chance to throw in some bee gags?
Not lost on me either.
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