Not for Brian. His secretions started the chemical reaction that turned the tank into an opaque white smelly mess in the first place. Even dissolved some of the filter media....

We can hold it for the slightly less ugly pleccy. I liked him (or her.).

Here, associated gnome of wisdom and virtue..... Are you sure tropical fish can't get into a Christian Heaven? It's a bloody good job their heaven is all fantasy then, that's all I can say...   Where did Jesus get enough loaves and fishes from then? I assumed he had post Office Parcels send a few pallet loads down via the pearly gates?

Not much point in having a heaven if you can't meet up with all your past dogs and take them on celestial walkies?   I hereby decree that the true heaven has footpaths, lamp posts, doggy bins c/w a bag dispenser and a few pussy cats to keep the dogs fit.

Oh, and fish tanks.

But no snails.   If they can't keep crapping in a small tank when their population explodes like a ruddy catholic household, they can't come to the true heaven.

Tell you what, we shan't call it heaven. We can come up with another word.

Something that inspires the concept of heaven. Somewhere where the faithful worship with wondrous joy..





Let's call it Hillsborough!