Bob put Blob’s tank in pride of place in his bedroom, on a box next to his bed.

Blob became part of the family. He ate his meals at the kitchen table with Bob and Grandpa. Sometimes Winston and Sir Basil would join them too.

On Sunday nights, Bob and Blob would even have a bath together.

Bob and Grandpa often took the fish out for a spin on the old man’s mobility scooter.

Every afternoon after school, Grandpa would take his two grandsons, Bob and Blob, to the zoo. They had free entry for life. Blob always looked happy to see his animal friends and Winston again.

Every night the boy went to sleep staring at his friend.

They both had funny faces. It was the best thing in the world.