“The hive was packed with bees and it was near impossible to get the honey out without squashing lots of them. I really don’t like squashing bees! The bees became grumpier and started to sting me through my bee suit. They weren’t happy. I put the hive back together, squashing more bees as the lid went on and ended up running away across the field thinking… there has to be a better way! So my Dad and I set to work on a decade long task of inventing the beekeepers dream.”