A couple of years ago we had a wasp nest in an air brick right under the front window. Now much as I hate destroying things for the hell of it there were just too many stinging-critters in the house so we had to destroy the nest. It took several attempts – they are tenacious little buggers!
Today I asked peter to take a photo of the peony in the front garden. It is a rather special one which gives a stunning display every year.
Blooms a good hands span across in vivid pink and delicate cream.
What has that to do with wasps? Absolutely nothing- but stay with me…
Having the camera out in his hand as he wandered the front garden Peter started taking pics of other random things (as you do).
A monster – obviously – this is Peter we are talking about. He was never going to make chintz plates or pretty flowers.
After taking a couple of shots he called me over with ‘that’ tone.
I knew something was up.
‘Look in there,’ he said.
Perched on the lip of the monster mouth was a wasp – guarding the entrance as others came and went – and inside is a sizable nest that is taking up all the sculpture’s interior.
Like I said – I hate destroying living things – but it’s going to have to go! Just not until it sunset. Wasps are best tackled after dark when the little gits are asleep!