Eat your greens - or at least your peas (A fishy tale II)

Not so long ago, Sofia happened to the fish. 

It may interest you to know that said traumatised fish has now taken up residence in Leicester Square, at Ripley's Believe It Or Not.

Don't be ridiculous, of course it hasn't. But amazingly, it has defied all the odds and is alive, and what's more, appears to be happy in its existence. A once again seemingly healthy existence. All down to its new diet of veg.

Since peas were on the menu, Fishy is unbelievably active again. No really quite tanked up. Somersaulting, looping the loop with a little half twist thrown in here and there. I believe the new tall weed may have helped - and the salt too. And, okay let's face it, its swim bladder is still not 100%, helping Fishy rise to the occasion, but overall, the peas have ultimately given Fishy a new lease of life - as well as an additional aerodynamic skill set.

I can therefore report, resorting to the recommended remedy of mushed up peas results in remarkable recovery in fish that may have been traumatised by tightly gripping three-year-old wannabe hairdressers, styling fins with plastic dolly hair brushes.