Driving into a car park, noticed a beekeeper in his wellys trying to get a swarm of bees into a wicker basket. Someone had noticed the bees resting on the ground and had called him out. He said that probably the Queen had just got tired. He folded the hessian over the wicker pot, put them in his car and drove away.
Not all the worker bees got a lift, some had to make their own way back.