I hadn't been stung for years, then got stung twice today while out on a ride. The first one went up the index finger hole of my right mit (my mits are quite old and gape a bit at the end). Apologies to the driver of the barryed Fiat Punto who was following me - the cries of baaaaastard where not aimed at you and the confusing hand signal, which is not in the highway code, means a wasp has just stung my finger.
The second one got itself stuck between my helmet strap and glasses but still managed to sting the side of my head before it escaped.
In between the two wasp stings (or one wasp and one bee - I never saw what stung me the second time) I suffered my first p******* for 3000 miles.