Caryl

Do they have any food outlets there? At conference we were forced to eat fish and chips on the beach. :slfg:

Cherry barbs are great wee fish and can be very colourful.

A keen aquarist in a town in the King Country returned from holiday to find that 4 boys, aged from 6 – 10, had been using her garden to play in, and some of the ponds to swim in. The garden gate was locked but they had climbed over that. There was not one live fish in the shubunkin pond which had contained 22 large fish, and what the boys did not catch and throw on the lawn to die, were squashed and dead in the bottom of the pond and strewn over the lawn. There was one moor alive out of another pond, and all the moor fry gone. All the plants had been pulled out and thrown all over the lawn. In a 2,000L pond she had 60 single and veil tailed comets; she now has 31 left and all her large fish were destroyed. One small ray of sunshine was that the boys missed 9 large Japanese fantails. This was her second start after another bout of vandalism some time ago which had left her with 4 surviving fish. What was the outcome of this loss and heartbreak? One mother was most upset because her dear boy could have been drowned and she would not have known where he was. Another said she could not be responsible for other people’s gardens as it took her all her time to look after her own, but she would speak to the boys about it (two of the vandals were her sons). One father said he would pay for a quarter of the fish if the others did the same. This was the only one fair offer given to an elderly fishkeeper who cannot work up any more enthusiasm, is not going to buy or rear more, and now has 5 empty ponds. Is it any wonder she cried until she was sick??? Now, before you start saying things like “Kids these days are allowed to run wild!” or “Parents show no responsibility these days!”, this article was originally printed in the NZ Aquatic World magazine, June, 1960.

You Need; one book, video, or something of similar size. acrylic wool in a dark colour (easier to see the eggs) scissors Wrap the wool round and round the book (longwise or lengthwise depending on the depth of the tank) 30 or 40 times (the pics show the wool wrapped only 20 times). Tie one end Cut other end Tease out the wool strands by unravelling the separate plys to make them fluffier and bushy. I tie a small block of polystyrene to the thread I used to tie the top end with and this keeps the mop floating in the water. You can vary the depth at which it floats by altering the length of the wool. Note this is a different mop and the knot on the end was done slightly differently by sliding the wool off the book first then tying a knot a couple of centimeters from one end - the wool did not change colour! :gigl: When you first put the mop in the water you will need to squeeze it a bit and swish it around to waterlog the wool and make it sink properly, otherwise the strands will want to stay on the surface.

I suspect you will have trouble with the blues if you try and introduce other similar shaped fish anyway.

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Try searching local stock troughs.

I would be asking them to pay for replacements!

Pics definitely!!

Mary Poppins

To be fair to the mods and others. This is in Off Topic and people cannot resist a little humour. You did not get anything more constructive as it appears nobody here has the answer to your question. My brother was in the army for 15 years and all he got out of it was alcoholism and a 2 pack a day habit. Thankfully he has now overcome both but it was a long, slow process :-?

I thought the same thing as you when I read that but we know what they meant - it was not seen here. "Invented" was the wrong word.

A lot of this was true of the 60's as well! I can remember getting an orange for Christmas and it was a real treat. EATING IN THE FIFTIES Pasta had not been invented. Curry was a surname. A takeaway was a mathematical problem. A pizza was something to do with a leaning tower. Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time. All crisps were plain; the only choice we had was whether to put the salt on or not. A Chinese chippy was a foreign carpenter. Rice was a milk pudding, and never ever part of our dinner.(see Wok? I told you! :bggrn: ) A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining. Brown bread was something only poor people ate. Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green. Coffee was 'Bushells Essence' and came in a bottle. Cubed sugar was regarded as posh. Fish didn't have fingers in those days. Eating raw fish was called poverty, not sushi. None of us had ever heard of yoghurt. Healthy food consisted of anything edible. People who didn't peel potatoes were regarded as lazy. Indian restaurants were only found in India. Cooking outside was called camping. Seaweed was not a recognised food. 'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food. Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold. Prunes were medicinal. Surprisingly muesli was readily available....it was called cattle feed. Pineapples came in chunks in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one. Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than petrol for it they would have become a laughing stock. The one thing that we never ever had on our table in the fifties .. was elbows!

Good thinking Adrienne! I was too busy thinking about the temperature, not that the goldfish would eat the smaller fish. :roll:

Some people actually keep goldfish in tropical tanks and overseas the goldfish breeding ponds are all in tropical countries. My understanding is the reason not to mix them is that goldfish can carry different diseases that can be transferred to the tropicals but I am not sure if this is so. Keeping them in the tropical tank short term would otherwise be fine.

Seeing how suitcases are handled, I would not be putting fish in my baggage! Hand luggage only.

They are becoming a major problem in some places here now They are also the reason you no longer see any other species &c:ry

Just wandered down the road to see where all the police and fire engines were headed. House on fire next street over. It is a dead end street and a poor pizza delivery boy had gone up there to deliver but can't get back out as the fire engines are blocking the only exit.

Not all of them are done like that though. Mostly the cheap ones, apparently.

I had been given a large bunch of stargrass. It disappeared overnight thanks to barbs.

Tomorrow we will find out how many small poly boxes you can fit in a Holden's boot :thup: (Along with 2 large and 1 slightly smaller than that boxes)

We recently flew in and out of Auckland and our hand luggage was not X-rayed, nor were we asked what was in it. In fact the only time my stuff has gone through X-ray was when flying overseas. I have heard others say otherwise though.

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I have carried these 3 bags as hand luggage various times with no problems. I have never thought to tell anyone what was in the bags and nobody asked either. In fact, I seem to remember my sister and her daughter taking 2 of the largest bags each on board from Blenheim to Hamilton (full of cichlids incidentally) with no questions asked.

Do the links work now?