As I was heading back home on my usual morning constitutional I came across these four bees in a scrimmage on the footpath. So I stopped and took a photo (as you do).
As I was doing so a chap about my age (there's a lot of us about) on a 'bike stopped and we proceeded to debate what it might all signify.
We concluded it was either something to do with the Queen or the mating season but, basically, we agreed that we were clueless having never seen such a thing before.
One bee eventually flew off and we left the remaining three to get on with whatever it was they were doing and went our separate ways.
Having looked up some possibilities on Google this afternoon it appears that they might have been killing each other to improve their chances of mating. However, as this was from an article relating to Aussie bees (and I think we all know what an extreme bunch of buggers Aussie wildlife tend to be) I think we should take that explanation with a large pinch of salt when applying it to the wildlife of our Sceptred Isle which always act with great decorum (oh yes). And, in any case, I was always told that when bees sting it causes them to die so if they are stinging one another they are committing suicide, aren't they? Oh it's all too bizarre.
Anyway, anyone who knows any better explanations please send yer answers on a postcard to the usual address.
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