HANGING OUT?

Hanging out in the blackcurrant bushes with the bumblers - a soothing antidote to an overwrought election overnighter.  It doesn't matter how much time I spend with these busy wee creatures, I am always overawed by the miracle they represent.  My garden is full of bee attractants - it fairly hums! 

Least you think my green credentials are awesome, while I sat by the blackcurrants I gazed lustily at a Farrow and Ball catalogue the postie had just delivered.  I like Charlotte's Locks, but my republican spirit rebels.  In the end, I'll probably go for Dulux.