Fish in a Pan

Following a night of music, laughter and tears (there were some sad stories) with the legendary Eithne Browne at Blackburne House on Wednesday evening, a few of us ended up coming back to my place for a glass of vino or five. 

Following a number of group dances, and after another glass of wine (or three), I decided it was high time to get the yoga ball out. Why, I hear you ask? For the life of me, I do not know. 

Anyhow, needless to say it was to end in disaster, and it did. The yoga ball (all half a metre in circumfrence) ended up landing on my LSA glass fish bowl (it's actually a vase), smashing it in half and resulting in my fish and five litres of fish water falling to the floor.

Hop, hop, hop went the fish right across the floor. I chased it. 

The fish has now been rehomed in a saucepan. On the stove. The stove is not on, thankfully. 

All new bowls (or LSA vases) will be gratefully received.