The bees have gone, not in the way I had hoped they would, but I guess that is just life sometimes.
The reasons I decided not to have them removed alive are explained throroughly here by Richard the Entomologist in a much better way than ever I could.
The bee man that came today agreed that they were almost certainly Africanized bees, and that relocation would be possible, but inadvisable. He was very nice to the slightly strange English woman, and answered all her questions patiently.
Now there is just a sad little pile of bee bodies under the tree, and I am feeling ridiculously bereft.
What a strange world we live in.
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