Slack jawed idiots are out there. Only a quarter of what they say sounds like words; the rest is uh eh eh wahe uh yewah fookin weh wof wof.
Loads of bees on the waste ground next to the house though, feeding on the bramble and hogweed flowers. Honey bees, bumblebees and miner bees, with a few butterflies and cinnabar moths thrown in.