I am quite tired today.
A neighbour decided to fell some trees a few days ago, and since then I have been woken early every morning by the sounds of chainsaws and tree munchers. I can’t even have my afternoon nap, and that makes me irritable.
By this morning, I had had enough.
Today I hired my own tree fellers [actually there were four of them] and they came with a bigger muncher than the neighbour’s one. They arrived, and battle commenced.
The neighbour’s muncher tried to compete, but mine had a deeper, more angry note. My lot had more chainsaws too.
It was not a pretty sight. The neighbour’s lot realised early on that they hadn’t a chance, but made a valiant, if futile attempt to fight back. The battle was swift, vicious and bloody.
Of course the neighbour’s lot lost. They packed their bags, their chain saws and the muncher and they went home with their tails between their legs.
My lot did a great job of cleaning up the mess. There isn’t a leaf, a twig or a drop of blood left.
At last, I can have my afternoon nap.