There is a long-held tradition amongst beekeepers to “tell it to the bees”. I’m a beekeeper and I can tell you that, sitting beside an active colony of bees, with a background of buzzing and the constant mesmeric note of the hive, there is no better place to form up one’s thoughts and reflect on the many aspects of life. I often talk to the bees, sometimes aloud, sometimes in my head. I tell them my news and of any upset and joy. And on those sad occasions when there is a death of someone close, I tell them … and one day, when it is my turn – long in the future I hope(!) – I trust someone will tell them of my passing.