Once upon a time there was a little banana. Actually it wasn't a little banana at all, it looked just like a normal banana, so much so that when it was found in the grass near a car belonging to one of the builders, everyone thought it had fallen out of his lunchbox.
It was carefully picked up and taken to the lads, who kindly pointed out that they didn't usually eat plastic bananas. And it was indeed plastic. Very realistic solid yellow plastic.
After much hilarity (gosh what larks) it was decided that the banana was, sadly, rubbish, and that it should receive a ceremonial burial in the hardcore under the new shed.
It was duly, um, chucked into the hardcore.
It resurfaced.
It was thrown in again.
And it was run over by a JCB...
Then everyone thought 'What if it's one of those treasure hunting games devised by the Daily Mail where you have to find the golden ticket [plastic banana] to win a million pounds?' The thought of having to dig the concrete slab up again was too much, and the banana was rescued from a fate worse than being buried under six inches of concrete.
Hooray!
The little banana (ok, it's not little, remember it's not little) was washed and dried and only had one little dent in it from the JCB.
And then it became a Christmas ornament, hanging happily ever after...
Happy New Year to people (and bananas) everywhere!
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