Written for the all new Sunday's Whirligig
2015 April A-Z Challenge I just couldn't resist jotting down this little bit of nonsense!
Peter was at war with his neighbour Paul over a pear tree. The dispute came about because a branch or two of Peter's tree hung over Paul's fence. So as far as Paul was concerned the fruit on his side belonged to him. Anyway there was more than enough for both of them so he couldn't fathom out what the problem was.
It started with Peter pounding on Paul's door in the middle of the night and got serious when Paul threw a pear at Peter's window leaving a crack in the glass.
They decided on a dual to sort it out. It would be pears at dawn. Peter filled a suitcase with squashy missiles and Paul saved a pile of solid under-ripe pears on his patio.
They faced each other.The atmosphere was tense. The birdsong ceased, a fox looked on, a rabbit ran for cover whilst a cat was being careful to keep clear.
The battle went on for some time until Peter and Paul's wives Mary and Martha got cross with them and insisted they shake hands and in future agree to share the crop.