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Bait the hook well: this fish will bite.


So what would Thursday be without ‘Theme Thursday’? My keen skills of deduction tell me that the answer is ‘Thursday’.

The theme delivered from upon high this week is ‘fish’, which affords me the opportunity to revisit Henry's favourite part of the Salamanca district, the Tasall Salmon Shop. No, I’m not here to bet a snap of some lifeless wee beastie, but a bona fide, fair dinkum, fit and healthy feisty young specimens in their large salmon aquarium!

As you can imagine, getting a decent photograph of a pack of randy fish in an indoor aquarium can be a tricky business. This is compounded when you are dealing with an unlit aquarium, as is necessary with a fish like the noble salmon.

So my apologies for the poor quality of the image.

In the flesh though, they remain quite the attraction. Indeed whenever we are within a five kilometre radius of the joint, Henry begins a mantra that we are all now quite familiar with:
Henry see fishies now?

Henry see fishies now?

Henry see fishies now?

Henry see fishies now?

Henry see fishies now!

Henry see fishies now!!

HENRY SEE FISHIES NOW!!!

I have seen quite a bit of the fishies, now.
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Tom said…
These fishies seem to have a keen interest in Henry as well.
12 February 2009 at 09:18
Kris McCracken said…
Runmotman, I think that they want to eat him.
12 February 2009 at 09:57
KL said…
Salmon in Aquarium!!!?? Hmmm....aren't they too big to be put in aquariums? Are they for eating or just for show?
12 February 2009 at 10:32
Kris McCracken said…
KL, they are the teenage equivalent I think. They're not too big and seem to get along alright.

I assume that eventually get eaten.
12 February 2009 at 10:48
Avid Reader said…
Well i think it's a great photo. I like the colors. I've always wanted an aquarium, but can't afford it because I'd also need to hire a cute smart aquarium boy to take care of it.
12 February 2009 at 12:08
Kris McCracken said…
Avid Reader, would this boy be shirtless and well-oiled by any chance?
12 February 2009 at 12:25
Kris McCracken said…
Diva, I dream of fishies these days.
12 February 2009 at 13:59
Bill said…
As the proud author of a blog entitled 'The Spawning Salmon',* I tip my hat to you, sir.

*not salmon-related
12 February 2009 at 17:02
Miles McClagan said…
So what would Thursday be without ‘Theme Thursday’? My keen skills of deduction tell me that the answer is ‘Thursday’.


That's like that joke, what do you call a Danish Pastry in Denmark? A pastry...see it's...and it's...tap...tap...is this thing on?
12 February 2009 at 18:44
Anonymous said…
You must be careful...Henry's penchant for mantras could reveal family stuff you would rather your neighbour didn't know!
12 February 2009 at 18:53
Kris McCracken said…
Bill, I was so disappointed to see that it was soccer and not fish porn on your site.

Les Ferdinand at QPR used to remind me of a spawning salmon.
12 February 2009 at 19:11
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, "[tap tap] thank you... thank you... I'll be here all week."
12 February 2009 at 19:13
Kris McCracken said…
Cinnamon, I think that I can trust him.
12 February 2009 at 19:15
Anonymous said…
I have quite a few snaps from my trek to Mystic Aquarium. Unfortunately, they were taken years ere I got a digi-cam. This snap of yours is much better!
12 February 2009 at 21:14
Megan said…
I think it's a great photo!

Henry is wise.
13 February 2009 at 05:29
e said…
Love the colors in your fish pic, and Ezra and Henry are so cute. Must keep you on your toes!
13 February 2009 at 06:43
Kris McCracken said…
Subtorp77, I took a lot of shots and not many turned out!
13 February 2009 at 06:55
Kris McCracken said…
Megan, in a two year old/bi-polar kind of way...
13 February 2009 at 07:24
Kris McCracken said…
E, it was all green before I had a fiddle.
13 February 2009 at 07:25
yournotalone said…
Well captured, Kris!

Looks more like they are falling from the sky or above.
13 February 2009 at 15:11
Baino said…
Haha and Henry should have a little fishy on his little dishy ..very, very cute post! Salmon always look a bit grumpy to me.
13 February 2009 at 15:12
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, raining salmon? We could be into some money here!
13 February 2009 at 15:21
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, they do free salmon tasting all the time in the shop, Henry used to eat the smoked salmon there, but he's gone a bit fussy lately (hence the excitement over the peas).
13 February 2009 at 15:22
Squirrel said…
they look very well adjusted.

I dream of fish now.
13 February 2009 at 15:28
Kris McCracken said…
Squirrel, Yossarian belives that fish dreams are really sex dreams.
13 February 2009 at 15:38
Candie said…
Are they?

Very cute post indeed.

And yep,fish likes to drink..but always sober.

UH?
13 February 2009 at 19:44
Kris McCracken said…
Candi, there's a W.C. Fields quote about avoiding the drinking of water because of what fish do in it that is very amusing.
14 February 2009 at 18:54
Coffee Messiah said…
Sorry I did not get here sooner.

Interesting post and am enjoying your blog.

Having been a single pop long ago, kids are always fun but a lot of work. It all pays off in the end ; )

Cheers!
16 February 2009 at 04:41
Kris McCracken said…
Coffee Messiah, Jen and I switched yesterday, so she had Henry in the park, and I got to stay home with Ezra yesterday. It was good.
16 February 2009 at 09:50
Dina said…
A salmon aquarium? Sounds like an oxymoron.
Nice shot. I can't believe my new camera has somewhere some setting called "aquarium." Maybe someday I'll find it.
16 February 2009 at 15:57
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, they're only little salmon. And they come from farms anyway, so I imagine that they know no differently.
16 February 2009 at 18:10
Anonymous said…
Did you use flash when taking picture of fish, as I get no indication of flashback.
25 March 2009 at 11:38
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, no, I wouldn't use a flash on water or glass.
26 March 2009 at 10:41
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