A bee got in the house. I emptied a can of ancient insecticide that was lurking in the back of a cupboard all over it, then when it was weakened I hit it with a shoe.
You know me well enough by now to know that this is uncharacteristic behaviour. I think it's fair to say I'm freaking out.
The good news is a nice chap from the local beekeeper's association is coming this afternoon to move the bees back from the WBC hive into the National hive. Then this evening we'll move them to their emergency temporary accommodation. So they'll be gone, and my neighbours and husband will be talking to me again.