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That got you, didnt it!

Anyway this is a story about wasps and the big society, also known as people just looking after each other. Starts with an elderly gentleman in Whittlesford noticing a lot of wasps in a tree by a footpath, and concerned that children might get stung. So he calls the county council, who tell him to call the district council, who tell him to call his parish council. So he calls me, and I mention it to our postlady, and she investigates on her rounds.

And actually, there was a huge swarm of them, attracted by aphids. So we'll keep an eye on it, and if needs be we'll pay a chap in the village to let off a smokeball. And we'll leave the county and the district in peace, because they're busy doing something else.