I saw, or rather heard, my first bee this morning. It was buzzing around my bedroom at about 7am, determined to get out of a window I can't open. It took ages to steer it towards a different window, on the opposite side of the room, so that I could wish it goodbye.
As I'd only got to bed a couple of hours earlier, I wasn't really that happy to see an hear it!
I know it will be the first of many though. Solitary bees nest in my attic, having got in under the eaves of the roof. Then, because the attic hatch is always left open, they invariably come down into my bedroom when they think it's time to look for food.
One day, a few years ago, I had to get up three times in the early hours of the morning to assist noisily buzzing bees on their way. Shortly afterwards, I was awakened for a fourth time by yet more buzzing. Still half asleep, I looked everywhere in my bedroom to locate the annoying bee, only to eventually realise that I'd actually been woken by the sound of my neighbour's strimmer ;-)