Wasps are awesome creatures. They keep pests at bay and are generally part of nature’s clean-up service.
If you ever get a chance to see a wasp nest up close, just look at their building skills. They can turn a patio table into a multi-storey intricate palace of waspy wonder.
We used to walk down a hedge-lined path the catch the school bus, and as the path entered out garden my mother, sister, brother and I all got stung from the guards of an underground wasp nest. My mother asked dad to get rid of it, but he simply replied about how the wasps had every right to share the garden etc etc, and if we left them alone they wouldn’t bother us. One day I was returning from school to see him using a paraffin weed burner, manically flamethrowering wasps as they desperately tried to escape the inferno.
Over the noise of the burner I asked why the sudden change of heart, and as he looked up I saw the livid mark of a sting on his eyelid.