Mr. Sharky.

Last weekend we attended the Bugsplat Quiz Night at the Bugsplat Builder's Arms (a pub: they sell drinks there) and during the auction hysteria we bid on a small (relative) shark.
We bid $20.
Nobody bid higher.
We 'won'.
Mr Sharky. Frozen.
We picked up m. Sharky yesterday, and when we got m. Sharky home we realised - m.Sharky too big! to fit! into freezer! So m.Sharky started thawing. In the fridge.

Trouble rang up Nell. She's such a good cook. Nell told us lots of Sharky tricks.
We have cutleted m. Sharky into 21 slices. We have soaked these cutlets in COLD WATER. We have rinsed several times. We have drained. We have floured. We have pressed herbs and spices into the skin. We have sqeezed lime and lemon all over them. We have dipped them in egg and then in flour and spice. We have wrapped them up onto little plastice plates. Bright Green!
The scariest thing was m.Sharky's eyes popping out and revealing themselves to be round.
We now have a jar of sharky stock and seven plates of bbq ready fillets.
Clever Us.

It all looks fabulous.