Root4Me doing some animal husbandry. Bees are ace. Until they sting you. Then they are less ace.
Root4Me is a chap in his middling years, working hard to avoid hard work, and generally feeling numb from the waist downwards due to his continual assignment to the lower drainage field and ditch.
Oh, how he wishes he could be promoted from third to second assistant groundsman, getting him out of there to the relative warmth of the pig pens, the muck yard and the occasional use of the quad bike. He lives in MGitW, only due to the fact that he has a tithed cottage (Humble Bumble) passed down through the generations of his family, who have given great service to Lawnder Hall.
Whilst usually standing waist deep in the drainage ditch, clearing debris left over from the 2009 flooding, he dreams that if he had an alternative life…. you know…a doppelgänger who lived a life outside of the parish…… that maybe he’d of lived his crazy dream….
Maybe he’d been a research scientist in some funky topic like molecular genetics at a pale blue coloured Uni? Maybe he’d also be an IT specialist in a big multinational firm? And a professional studio ceramicist exhibiting across Europe? Maybe. Just maybe. However, the cards were not dealt for such a winning hand, so he bumbles along as third assistant groundsman, just thankful for his lot.
Lawnder Hall, Much Grumbling in the Wolds 