"Almost the size of a basketball, the grey paper nest was shaped like a large rounded top, and hung from a tree at roadside.
"The structure had evidently caught the attention of a couple of youngsters who were pelting it with rocks from a distance.
"The occupants were furious, but I did not see them until I was just below the nest. One hornet landed on my lower lip and instantly made it known I was an unwelcome visitor.
"The pain was sharp, and, in less than a minute, I could look down and see my protruding lower lip without any effort to extend it.
"I turned my bike around and headed for home, giving the torn nest and the angry aviators a wide berth.
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