Honeylingus!!!!!
It was a hive of activity on our rooftop when our two honey monsters: Luke and Maddie arrived to harvest the nectar. First they gently smoked the bee's to make them docile - at the end of the day Luke and Maddie are nicking their food! it's only natural for them to attack.
After each comb was collected.......
Each cell on the comb had to be uncapped to extract the honey. (Oh, those clever bee's!) The utensil to do this was like a fierce version of an afro comb. (See above photo). The cap is wax and chewable: honey flavoured of course.
This is natural wax - I'm going to teach myself how to make candles as I don't require furniture polish (I don't live in Downton Abbey). I've been reliably informed (by a chemist) that wax can be used cosmetically. I rubbed a little on my lips (MY MOUTH!!!!! filthy minded reader) and found it to be very effective.
The honey being spun. The waft in the air was sublime. It had us buzzin!
The sterilised jars were placed directly beneath the tap of the drum and we poured the nectar straight into each. We didn't filter the honey as all keepers do. Why take away the goodness? every drop of the honey is medicinal. This is Lambeth Realness - this is how we walk! "Oi!". The photo above is the finished product. It looks like a jar of marmalade.
One of the combs had a pollen stash. I dug it out and gave it to the guv' as he had a stinking cold. it tasted pleasant with a slight tang rather like (but not!) a dried raspberry. Dried bee pollen costs a fortune in Planet "Overly Expensive" Organic / Holland & Barrett / Wholefoods. So it was logical that we'd keep it.
We filled about 50 jars with our elixir: LOADSA HONEY!! The whole evening of harvesting was oozing with happiness and we dipped our spoons many times into the vat. What did it taste of? floral and nutty. Fuck knows where those bee's went foraging. What they've created though is a thoroughly orgasmic tasting honey. It was an aural delight.