CINCINNATUS OF CHURT

Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 102, 27 October 1938, Page 26

CINCINNATUS OF CHURT

Mr. Lloyd George, from pouring ivitriol on his enemies,, has come to sending honey to his" friends. Of course, it used to be only verbal vitriol, but the honey is real enough. Our old.est Elder Statesman is now almost entirely absorbed ■' in cultivating his gardens and his farm, and employs the very latest methods in so doing. If his career as a statesman failed to give him immortality, his name, which has been given to a particularly luscious type of raspberry, would remain fresh and sweet upon the lips of generations to come. But of late he has taken to beekeeping, and this year—which has proved unsatisfactory to most apiarists—the loyal insects who inhabit his eighty hives have presented him with no less than three tons of first-rate honey. The heather in the neighbourhood of Churt has provided this sweet and scented load; the bees had to work overtime, since the weather was too cold for them when Mr. Lloyd George's orchards and early flowers were in bloom. He has been sending off parcels of his honey to scores of his friends. Such sweetness never came from him before. i