BY Shawn Prescot
I
grew up in Ireland on the outskirts of Dublin, and at an early age, my father
purchased a farm, which became the responsibility of my Mother. Because it was
at the time of war, it was obligatory for all landowners to farm their acreage,
as food was in short supply.
Previously
we had lived in a modest house, and now suddenly I was immersed in the life of
the farm, as well as schooling. We had cattle, poultry, horses, plus a small
menagerie of animals, which I had collected with great avidity.
These
included, rabbits mice, guinea pigs and a raven, (of which I taught to say a
few words),canaries, and parakeets, frogs, tortoises, and more,
This
added to a collection of dogs and cats. The figures ran to fourteen dogs, and
five cats. The dogs invariably got into the hen houses from time to time, with
predictable catastrophic results, all the small animals over a period of time
would expire, for a host of diverse reasons.
This,
needless to say would make me feel very guilty, as I had not yet come to a full
understanding of life, I did not yet realize that all small animals would leave
this world to go to whatever awaits us all sooner or later. I have to admit,
however that carelessness and other interests, sometimes justified the
comments.
We
had a slew of farm hands and servants on the farm, which made the TV series
Upstairs Downstairs seem very clear when viewed many years later. Many amusing
incidents happened with predictable regularity, horses, broke out of their
loose boxes, hens got slaughtered by the dogs, the farm hands and servants
created many involved "situations" all of which caused my parents
endless problems. These would make the subject of at least one book, which
perhaps someday I will write, but for now I will stick to this theme.
One
day I was sent into the city, to buy some electrical accessory. It irritates me
that I cannot remember what it was, but I entered a large electrical store
which was closing down, as the owner had passed away. Whatever I was seeking
evidently was in the basement of the store, and I was directed down the stairs.
I presume I found what I wanted, but in doing so, I noticed about fifteen
aquariums, almost all of them empty. I had never seen an aquarium before, and
in one of the aquariums in the store there was a lone black molly. A girl
assistant told me that the late owner a Mr. Handcock (that I can remember ) was
a very keen aquarist, and had this department as a hobby. Because the store was
closing down, they had already sold most of the stock and equipment.
I
knew immediately that come hell or high water, I had to have that aquarium and
the black molly. I did not have enough funds with me, even though it was going
very cheaply, I earnestly besought the girl, to "hold" the tank etc,
plus the molly, I gave her a small deposit, and promised I would be back within
24 hours. Taking the bus home, I prevailed upon my Mother, to lend me an
advance of my pocket money, in fact it took 3 weeks or more, the next morning I
was waiting outside the store when they opened, to ensure I could complete the
purchase. Well! that purchase, changed my life, within a few months, I had 5
tanks, some purchased from the same store, before it finally closed, acquiring
other items from other people I got to know over time. I was soon breeding
Siamese fighters, as well as mollies and several others. However the hobby was
consuming not only my time and interest, but taking up all and more, of my
quite strict allowance. I soon found out that there was an aquarium society in
Dublin which I joined with great enthusiasm, and then learned that there was no
dealer with the closing of the Handcock store. Well this opened a great
opportunity, as by enlarging my collection and buying fish and equipment from
England, I could pay for my hobby, and have even more tanks etc. I called this
sideline business Irish Aquatics, and saved over the next 5 years from my
"trading" enough to pay for, half of my first home. At this time I
was in Veterinary College, and although studies, sports, the ladies, and a host
of other activities, occupied my time, somehow I managed to continue my hobby,
and attend the monthly meetings of the aquarium club.
The
club used to have a couple of shows a year, the members, as well as other
societies, principally from the North of Ireland, would participate. There were
categories of competition for best egg layer, best livebearer, best fish in
show etc. The most attractive category by far for my taste, was the competition
for the most beautiful tank. Although the varieties of plants was limited at
that time, the show tanks were amazing, especially as many members had access
to a beautiful red sandstone which they used in many tanks as ornaments to set
off the green plants.
I
went on to do Marine Biology, some years later, as my love of fish, overtook
all other interests in life. From there I went for many years into Aquaculture,
and later on International fish farming consultancy. In 1989 I founded a
company in Israel, called Red Sea Fish pHarm, in which I still hold an
interest. In 1994 I started Fish-Vet Inc. which produces software for fish
disease diagnosis, and this software is used by Governments, Universities, fish
farms, veterinarians, and more. As a result of our cooperation with some forty
six professors in sixteen countries in the preparation of the software, we were
able to create a few unique specialized treatments, that we also sell all over
the USA. As a result of our cooperation
During
1997, I decided to get back into my first love within the hobby. I started to
grow some plants, and experiment with making attractive layouts. I found that
to achieve really good results consistently, one needed to pay close attention
to many factors, and that this required specialized equipment, which was not
readily available, or at least not at a reasonable cost on the American market.
Why
not try Live aquarium plants in your fish tank, they continue to grow and give
oxygen to your fish. They look great and are possibly cheaper in my experience.
Your fish will be healthier and it will be visually more aesthetic.
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