NOT something I'm famous for. However I managed the feat.
Can't remember 100% but I think it was as I went out with the empty milk bottle(s) on Thurs evening, I saw a Bee fly in. Stood for YONKS - nuffink - got fed up - went in.
Now we're legally allowed to be sociable again Jerra came through to "catch up on the crack". We lurked at the front - not a Bummly. Retired to the back grass where there are a couple of chairs, much more stylish than horizontal on the lawn.
Yet again I put the milk bottles out and waited.
I missed one exiting. The next one shot out like a bullet and "dove" at a rate of knotts and about 45˚ downward into next door's garden. HUGE, but I couldn't be sure it was all bee or bee + dead bee. Any wild apiarists out there. (The Apes, not the students)
This one was very obliging; it did a few circuits as though unsure; went in but the senile memory didn't register if it came out again sharpish with an "Oops sooorry!" expression.
This one seems to be a "Tree bumblebee (Bombus hypnorum)" but I'm relatively sure the other one I thought I saw enter didn't seem to have the red/orange about it. More watching is called for?