No, Eddie. But yesterday I was stung by a live one, hiding on a leaf I plucked out of the pool. And it hurts! So much so that I found it difficult to get out of the pool.
As my thumb swells, itches and throbs, I think of our mum, who became allergic to bee stings and once had to have her wedding ring sawn off by the hospital electrician as her finger swelled alarmingly.
The insect population round the pool has suddenly multiplied. There are bees, wasps, butterflies, dragonflies, beetles … … and all sorts of things I can’t identify.
Last week Sara and I spent hours watching what we think was a relative of the more usual wasps land on the metal table beside the pool, then crawl into a small hole under the table, dragging in its booty – usually a sprig of grass, presumably making a nest inside my table.