For a time, Tyson raised bees.
This was part of his research for his Ph.D in applied mathematics. Tyson left his secondary school (Cambridge International School) and began attending Cambridge University at age fifteen, but due to his tutors, Tyson had already begun university level education by this point.
This also meant that, knowing what was expected of him to continue the family legacy and aware of his father’s plans to transfer him, Tyson began working on the research he would need before actually attending the university.
His first paper was on his favourite subjects, hexagons and game theory. Hexagons are Tyson’s absolute favourite shape, bees build their hives using hexagons, and game theory can be used to predict the behaviour of bees, ants, humans, and beyond.
Though he could use many other resources, Tyson was aware of what his father demanded of his students for that course. He needed to have his own evidence for at least one of his applied mathematics papers. So, Tyson enlisted the help of one of John Delaney’s fellow professors, Mrs E. Baldwin, who raised bees in her free time.
He wanted evidence for how mathematics could be used to predict how bees would build their homes in any given container and under different circumstances, such as proximity to flowers. The easier part to prove was that they would always build in hexagons, as it was the most efficient shape and there was hundreds of years of precedent.
To prove how game theory predicts behaviour, ants would have been easier subjects; as they are overall easier to observe working and can be made to operate in a small area. However, Tyson wanted to consolidate his time usage better and give the paper a more direct focus, so resolved to use bees instead.
In more general information, Tyson has never been afraid of bees and he was rather at home in the bee keeper’s helmet, as he’d been fencing for several years at that point.
Though he has never had a particularly sweet tooth, Tyson has struggled with low blood sugar ever since he was a child. Every day after school, ever since he was old enough to attend nursery, one of the maids at the family manor would give Tyson a teaspoon of honey. If he didn’t eat that, Tyson would collapse or have wild mood swings for several hours; which is saying something as, on any given day, Tyson can give a man emotional whiplash.
Tyson has fond memories of sharing pieces of honeycomb, gifted by Elizabeth around his father’s birthday, and a bowl of strawberries whilst playing games of chess against his father in his study or the family library; which Tyson spent most of his childhood thinking of as his father’s library.