A lesson learnt

It was good to see Neil had learnt from experience..... Last week he decided to rearrange his bees.  As usual, he wore bee-proof clothing on the top half of his body but only his normal work trousers on his legs.  Unfortunately his work trousers keep getting caught on the fencing and end up with holes in various (and often quite revealing) places.  But the pair he wore for this bee work just had one hole, the size of a golf ball, at the back of the knee.
The work he needed to do involved dismantling part of the hive and taking out and checking each of the frames.  So within 5 minutes he was surrounded by frames and bees.  It didn't take long for one of the homeless creatures to find the hole in his trousers.  It took even less time for him to call his mates.  So within a few seconds Neil had a rather large number of bees exploring every nook and cranny in his trousers and boxer shorts.  And, of course, as soon as one of them stings, it releases a pheromone that brings even more bees and even more stings!
Realising what was happening, but with the safety of his bee colony at stake, he couldn't just run, shedding his clothes as he went.  He had to put the frames back, one by one - whilst pulling handfuls of bees from his pants!
As he flew through the bedroom door, pulling off the remainder of his clothes he shouted "Check me- are there any bees left?"  I looked around - about 8 bee-stings but only one bee (that quickly found the window and left).
So this week, guess who's wearing nice new, hole-less trousers to do his bee work!