Probably made
in China (we’re unsure as to its origins), bright lurid orange in colour with two eyes
which are constantly in danger of rubbing off, leaving it blind.
It’s a goldfish (we’ve decided) and weighs approximately 15
grams (details are important when describing something), slightly more if
soaked in water for prolonged periods.
It arrived, one
day, unannounced but present (in all its orange glow) at our house. We had no
idea how it arrived, when it had come from, who it belonged to and what,
precisely , it thought it was doing there.
We transferred
it by hand around the house, into bags, boxes (as we moved) and eventually into
a handbag. Where it stayed, waiting quietly, for us to realise
its destiny.
The travelling fish is a plastic toy, but it’s so much
more.
For us, the
travelling fish is a way of touching base with the world.
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