IT'S A MOST SPARKLY SATURDAY MORNING. The DIY-buckets-&-mops shop across the road is gleaming. People promenade past in summery clothes not smoking cigarettes. The sky is a pale British azure (it rarely ever goes tropical dark blue in these northern climes ...) we've all been up since 5am in my house, at which time I went out to buy alcohol (oops! Honestly I forget that "normal" people don't drink white cyder for breakfast sometimes ...) at which point I bumped into my quiet housemate Elvis (who I've never had cause to write about really) and Matran the Ratman on the stairs. Matran scowled at me. I nodded and, if I had been wearing one, would have tipped my hat at a jaunty angle as I swept past. I do not speak to him at all. Not one word. Because when he last spoke to me he said "oi!" instead of my name... hey-ho...
I want tropical fishies. I want them now. That's what I did last time I went "clean" (on buprenorphine/Subutex) ... so I need them again if it's to happen all over ... Also I want cardinal tetras, a Borneo highland loach and one of those mad tropical frogs like I had last time. (Click the words for film clips.) My one fear has always been cockroaches: we had severe infestation at one point and I know from the side of the can that pyrethrum/permethrin does not mix with fish ... it says "highly dangerous to aquatic life" ... "cover fish bowls and tanks before use" ~ and because we still have straggly remnants of the roach invasion upon us, I wouldn't trust my landlord not to come in when I'm out and spray the tank down ~ even out of spite. I suppose if he did I could take water samples and get him "busted" by the RSPCA (anti-animal cruelty charity) ... but that is shutting the stable door after the horse has bolted ... I don't know. Has anyone got some advice?
Films of the day: baby chinchillas
Dust bath chinchilla with white poodle
... - THEY CAME along in unison, building-sized and on their sides, past the cheering crowds. They played military music and fanfare, and because everything w...
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