In today's wasp news, well, over the last two days I've been annoyed by my local BBC radio station (quel surprise). Yesterday morning, they sent one of their eejit reporters out to enquire as to whether people were screamers, runners, swatters or sprayers with the surprising number of wasps around and about this year. Someone then observed that it's a hot summer, so there are lots of wasps about, "no you know what, Sherlock". Then, this morning's eejit presenter, apropros of nothing asked rhetorically (if he knew what it meant) "what's the point of wasps". As a self-confessed friend of wasps I was tempted to text in and ask "what's the point of you, more like", but couldn't be bothered.
Then, a few hours' later, as I was finishing my lunch this hornet fell down our chimney . . .
I apologise for the terrible picture, but it was a bit agitated (although I suppose I would be had I fallen down our chimney) and I was keen to get it out of the house asap, as it was over an inch long too. It then went out to play with the neighbours, and I disappeared off in the Zed fairly swiftly.