OLL LEWIS: In Memory of Eelton John

Over the last few days our unwell eel, Eelton John, looked to be getting better. All signs of whitespot had disappeared and without the bullying from the other eels, the damaged tail he had had since before he came to us had actually started to look a lot better. He was eating well and livelier too; yesterday he seemed to enjoy swimming around the net I was using to clean the waste from his tank, almost as if he was making a little game out of it.

I had in fact prepared a blog for cryptozoologist Jon to post up on the blog this morning confidently predicting a full recovery, along with many more puns based on eels and Elton John songs and, for reasons that will now never be known by bloggo readership, Lieutenant Gruber from ‘Allo ‘Allo. Over the past few days I had grown quite fond of Eelton John and it is a great shame that he didn’t pull through after it had looked so much like he would. Whereever you are now, Eelton, other than the ‘sad patch’ at the end of the CFZ’s southern lawns I mean, good luck to you my little eely buddy.

The Sunset Poem – Dylan Thomas (as Eli Jenkins)

Every morning when I wake,
Dear Lord, a little prayer I make,
O please to keep Thy lovely eye
On all poor creatures born to die

And every evening at sun-down
I ask a blessing on the town,
For whether we last the night or no
I'm sure is always touch-and-go.

We are not wholly bad or good
Who live our lives under Milk Wood,
And Thou, I know, wilt be the first
To see our best side, not our worst.

O let us see another day!
Bless us all this night, I pray,
And to the sun we all will bow
And say, good-bye--but just for now!