This week’s photoprompt is provided by © Sarah Potter
It was vandalism, that’s what it was!
Fear of losing bred out of jealousy, totally unsportsmanlike!
Harry stormed over to his neighbour to demand where his prize marrow had gone.
Larry met him halfway with the same argument, as both had lost their entries for the County Fayre vegetable competition tomorrow.
Meanwhile, three houses down, one very fat goat was gorging himself on Lucy’s petunias.