History
Cargreen Tales
A wasp nest near my house today reminded me of a story my father used to tell about the old days of farming and market gardening around Cargreen.
My great grandfather Fred and grandfather Frank were paring the hedges on their land at Cargreen by hand — long before mechanical trimmers — when Fred accidentally sliced into a hidden wasp nest with his paring hook.
Unsurprisingly the wasps didn't take kindly to this disturbance and in seconds were after him. A whole angry swarm giving chase!
Fred dropped everything running as fast as his legs could carry him straight for the Tamar, with Frank running behind, trying to bat the wasps away. When they reached the river he launched himself straight in as the only place his tiny assailants would not follow.

© Andrew Barrett, May 2026, All rights reserved
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