WUH-LOSS. It is pure bacchanal in the beehives all across the south of the island. The stinging bees, the giant African killer bees, even the queen bee were all buzzing around the place.
For the first time there is a roly-poly brown bee and one which was looking to sting somebody, anybody last Sunday evening.
This bee, whose gender is uncertain, is like a fly in the ointment. Just imagine this bee wants to be in charge. But the real queen bee, who is often seen leading her swarm down in Harts Gap and the posh areas along the South Coast, is not afraid to defend her hive. So there is no free honey there.
In the meantime, Dr Dolittle is flying around watching and waiting to see when to take over the hive.
But the buzzing like it is going to heat up in other parts of the south, where the swarms are gathering in places like Wotton and Kingsland. The bees are feeding on the sweet flowers all around, with one sweet-mouth bee who has a lot of pretty antics being bitten by another bee who was in camouflage all this time pretending to being a bee hummingbird operating independent of the queen bee. But with time drawing nigh, the camouflage had to come off.
And talking about camouflage, it will soon come off around the other hives in Brittons Hill and Highgate and even down in Martindales Road and Marl Hole Gap, while real stingers will be out in the centre of the island when it’s time to eat that honeycomb there.
Nuisance in the office
A PUBLIC OFFICER, who should better be known as Miss Nuisance, has become a real humbug on Bay Street. She has the blessing of her boss and, as a result, her tentacles are reaching all over the place in a most unfortunate manner.
Now that she has certain responsibilities, it is amazing how some people are consistently getting their daily bread late whenever they are supposed to collect it.
Staff remember when things were going smoothly for months.
The biggest joke about this most inefficient official is her inability to operate the computer. The only thing she seems to have mastered to date is turning it on. Otherwise, she is always overheard saying, “Something is wrong with this computer?”
Soon from now the silent one will ask what’s the disturbance with all the noise coming from over yonder. It will only be laughter at Miss Fiddy Diddy’s folly.
Actor no celebrity
PEOPLE IN THE HEART of The City are in total disbelief at a man who is acting morning, noon and night. People say he has to be reading too many of Shakespeare’s plays or even the works of Derek Walcott and George Lamming. Things gone to his head.
This man does not seem to understand that people need to get a rest. He is sending out emails at 2 o’clock in the morning and expecting people to respond to him right away. Now that this man is in a new position he is behaving very strangely and doing some out-of-the-way things.
As a man who knows all about acting and also recognises the real deal, he must be careful not to take on the persona of Aaron the Moor. The coin dealers in Bridgetown are not amused.
