The print for this article is a bit hard to read, apologies, but I love it when I find an article with a title like that. Explosive Octopus. It just doesn’t get any better, does it?
Today we are joining a group of kids out for a bit of fishing at the end of the school holidays in 1948.
I expect they had no real aim that day except to have fun, and that’s just as well because their prize couldn’t really be taken home to mum for dinner.
Their catch? A grenade bearing octopus. Eeek!
You regular readers know what happens if she puts one of them in the oven, don’t you? It just can’t end well, can it?
I think these boys showed remarkable restraint. Generally when I find articles about kids and explosives they involve the kids doing some sort of damage to the explosive, and often being damaged in return.
I wonder how long this octopus had been clinging on to the grenade? Just as well it didn’t work out how it pull the pin, wasn’t it!