Just a load of fish
When I was a kid my whole family used to enjoy the nature shows on TV on a Sunday night. One time my dad had fallen asleep in his armchair. “Wake up dad, it’s Jacques Cousteau,” we said. “It’s just a load of fish,” he muttered, and went back to sleep. Today visited the La réserve Cousteau, a national park for the corals and fish that he loved. Once again we tagged along on a dive boat, but just went…