Picture the scene, it's Christmas Eve 2024, on the border between Israel and the Gaza Strip. The fighting and killing has been going on relentlessly for months. Many thousands have died on both sides, including innocent civilians, aid workers, doctors, nurses etc. you get the picture. Multiple, globally prominent, individuals plus some entire nations have been calling for a ceasefire from both sides for months but all requests have gone unheeded. The war looks unstoppable, with neither side willing to concede one iota.
And then, amidst the gunfire, the mortar rounds, the whine of the missiles and the roar of the fighter jets a lone figure appears in the middle of battle waving a single sheet of paper. 'Stop it lads, put the weapons down, no more rockets, land the fighter jets RIGHT NOW, this is as serious as it gets. The Isle of Man is collectively and officially calling for a ceasefire'. Within a second or two everything goes quiet as the gravity of the situation is comprehended by all. 'Not the Isle of Man', all the soldiers shout, 'those guys mean business, have you seen that new ship they've got, it's an absolute beauty, this changes everything'...
And then, as dawn breaks over what was only hours ago a horrifying battlefield, an impromptu game of Cammag spontaneously gets going between the Israeli Defence Force and the Hamas geezers. It turns out that the IDF lads have got a load of chips, and it's well know that Hamas have always got a stash of Mature Manx Grated Cheddar nearby. And, before anyone can say 'pass us the salt and vinegar yessir' someone has got some massive vats of gravy and everyone is sharing a fantastic meal and the war is over.
THE END.