I won a goldfish at a school fete
I loved my little goldfish, as I had won him by chucking a ping pong ball into a goldfish bowl, all by myself. I brought him home in a plastic bag, all excited, and happily moved him into his own bowl where he swam around, exploring. With excessive originality, I named him Goldie.

Next morning my parents came down to find the fish floating on top of the water, clearly dead. Disaster! My mum distracted me while my dad rushed out to the pet shop to get a replacement. He carefully replaced the dead fish with the live one, signalled my mum, who then asked me if I wanted to see how Goldie was doing. "Who's Goldie?" I asked, and went back to playing with Action Man. Ah, the fickleness of youth.
(Smale is stuffed, Mon 4 Feb 2013, 15:27, 2 replies)

Did you often suffer short term memory loss as a child?

( BraynDedd Natasha Kaplinsky's labia majora, Mon 4 Feb 2013, 15:45, closed)

Brundlegoldfish.

( 4Q just lurking, Mon 4 Feb 2013, 19:13, closed)