I thought it must be dead and I'd picked it up by riding over it but it turned out to be alive and as far as I could tell, well. I had a closer look to see why she hadn't just flown away and it turned out that one of her wee paws was stuck between the rim and the tyre ( I can only imagine that she'd seen something shiny in there and reached in to get it ).
I pushed the tyre away from the rim so she could get her hand out and she actually shook it in a slow motion version of the way a person would if they'd just hit their thumb with a hammer. Apart from that and I'm assuming a bit of dizziness the bee seemed fine but the future of Western Civilisation* was in my bag, so I couldn't hang around to give the bee a full medical check up. When I left her on John Snow's Cholera pump she seemed to be recovering so we'll just say this story has a happy ending, but at this time of year most bees are dying off** so maybe she was just ticking " Things to do before you die " boxes, and seeing as she's too short to go on any of the rides at Alton Towers this was the next best thing.
*If the adverts Creative chank about town with all day don't get Post-Produced then they won't get aired and we won't know what to buy, thus resulting in the collapse of all capitalist economies... or something like that.
**I know this because a boozy bee keeper used to keep his hives on the roof next door to the HOP compound and would often go up there on the pretence of doing beekeeper stuff but really he'd be having a quiet drink. So around this time of year what with all the drinking and bees dying, after a windy day if you walked out the back of the HOP compound there would be snow drifts of bee corpses and several empty Strongbow cans.
We got free honey for our troubles.
If you read the post title and then looked at the picture and thought " That's not a Bumblebee " then Fuck You!.. no one likes a smartarse.
