The sad, sad saga of a garden pond and its 2000 visitors
This is the next episode of the sad, sad tale of my garden pond. When you left this story – the few hapless fish I had left, gasping for air at the bottom of my leaking empty pond, were now happily living in our bath. One of the fish has gone slightly mad from the […]
Letters to Daughters and Sons – beware of fish – they will work their way inside
One day, a long time ago, last May actually. We bought our dream home in tropical Cairns. The home was a Queenslander and we could see ourselves sitting on the back verandah sipping gin and tonic as we enjoyed the bubbling water in the back yard fish pond that we inherited with the house. I’d never had fish […]