mollydooka said...
My sister-in-law bought me some neoprene paddling gloves years ago (in my short-board days). I thought they were a bit "gay" & never wore them, until one day when something prompted me to dig them out of the wardrobe & take them out at Back Beach, Geraldton. Lot of weed around, & some weird-shaped piece floated past me. I scooped it up & it was a cute little octopus. As I'm admiring it in the palm of my hand, its tentacles changed colour to BLUE RINGS!!! Adios rapido cute little octopus. What made me put those gloves on that day.................................(I dunno why, but eerie Twlight Zone theme keeps coming into my head)??!!!
True story.
That exact same thing happened to me at back beach, walking along with the missus, I saw a very small and sand covered occy that looked to be well dead, I thought I would give it a wash off and show the kids when I got home, as I cleaned it up all the blue rings appeared although it was still lifeless. Bare hands! just imagine how that could have turned out