Feeding the Fish

We used to have four goldfish - one for each member of the family. Mine was called Spotty, my daughter’s was Cupcake, my son’s was Bugeye and daddy’s was called Goldie. We had them for two years and they were a nice addition to the family especially at the height of the pandemic and lockdown last year - though a bit of a pain to take care of, if you know anything about goldfish you’ll understand. We woke up one day and found Spotty had died. Heartbroken, we decided to re-home them because we didn’t feel we could continue looking after them adequately. This photo is a lovely memory of their time with us.

 

Photo from “This is Home”, an ongoing project documenting the daily life of my British-Nigerian family in and around our home in Kent.

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