When the seller of our home told us we had a pear tree in our backyard, I was pretty excited.
It did occur to me that, being the only one in the house who eats fruit, it might be a problem. Not to mention potentially pissing off our backyard neighbors, when some of the fruit falls in their yard.
But alas, it doesn't matter. Turns out that we have is a fruitless, flowering pear tree.
Bummer. Or as Richard succinctly put it: "What's the point of that then?"
I guess it'll be lovely in the spring and autumn...