have i reached mad old lady stage?

Feeding struggling bees honey.
This fella landed on my leg when Itook my whitefly ridden chilli plant outside in the vain hope that that would sort out the blighters. As I was tucking into my porridge a tickle on my ankle alerted me to this tired and weary hitch biker. After some girly fluttering I realised it was not a roacH (no contacts lenses in yet!)
Remembering my last attempt at saving a bee had failed resulting in a tragic windowsill corpse, beelady jumped into action reaching for the honey (i opted for a local brand for local bees- didn't wantto risk feeding the poorly soul that foreign nepali stuff)
It lapped it up for about 5 minutes before doing an intriguing leg dance and a bit of bottom wiggling and taking this as a sign of rejuvination I moved it to the doorstep and off he flew.
A bit drunken at first but I think thats my good deed and nature study done for the day.