I should take a moment to note that I have reviewed fifty Fictional Beekeepers for this website so far. Let’s check in on them. When I was at 25, the average ranking was a mere 2.52 out of 5. I’ve checked the numbers and our average at 50 is:

2.68 out of 5.

Well. That’s not quite the level of improvement I was hoping for. Still a lot of work ahead for my quest of apiarist boosting.

It’s worth remembering that 2 out of 5 is the range that includes what a decent real-world beekeeper would achieve, so it isn’t anything to be ashamed of. And that is also the range where I’d place superhuman beekeepers who turn to villainy.

But I know I can improve that grade. I’m on the job.

The team brought Clint to the store to work out the details of their new alliance. Gladys wasn’t interested. She went out to the damaged front room. It had started to rain. There was water getting in.

Going outside to adjust the plastic wrapping they’d used to cover the hole, she was caught off guard by a sudden voice. “Remodelling, eh?”

She turned. There was an old man in a uniform walking up to her, and before she knew could react, he was holding an umbrella over her head.

“Um, yeah,” she said. “Who’re you?”

“I guess I’m your neighbour.”