Uncle Zoltan was expected early this morning. When he didn't arrive everyone started to get quite nervous, especially Wilson who has always been uneasy around short-tempered stinging insects.
When he did finally arrive he gave the bee hive a cursory glance and said, 'It's much smaller than you said. You also told me it had been "recently decorated"!'
Polly and Billi exchanged anxious glances while Wilson closed his eyes and appeared to be counting silently to himself.
'How was your journey, Uncle Zoltan?' Polly asked. 'Were you delayed?'
'Three hours late — badger ate a junction box at New Malden!' he snapped. 'But I'm here now. Isn't anybody going to make me a cup of tea?'
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