Why I need a bee shed
....Not sure what's going on in our kitchen, but the floor is very sticky! 🐝🐝🐝😊
Welcome to the first of my blogs on our journey -
A to Bee - in other words, some history of how we
got here and then the ongoing journal of Bee Blest.
So, the above post, appearing almost a year ago,
very much echoed the sentiments of all three of my
house mates - my wife and 2 other ladies. All very
long-suffering though Suzanne herself actually
suffered the least.
Honey was everywhere and....basically, my life
would have not been worth living had this continued.
It was soon after our small kitchen was taken over
by all things honey that I decided I needed to get a
dedicated space: a honey shed; a store for beekeeping
equipment; a skills development centre; a retreat hut
and most certainly a Man Cave!
At the time I had no place for it but that's faith for
Now, as you will see from videos and photos and
other posts, I actually do have a shed in a field that
has been miraculously provided.
I only very recently discovered that my Grandfather -
Franciszek Kurpiel - who also kept bees, used to hide
away in his shed and also have a snooze there.
The "old-man-snooze" genes have clearly passed to
me as I love to recharge with a 15-20 minute power
nap and...what better a place than near home but on
the out-skirts, in the fresh air,in my own shed, in a
field which is to become an orchard, near my
growing army of beautiful bees?
There will be more in these A to Bee pages on my
Look out for one that explains why I simply could not
avoid becoming a beekeeper - coming soon.