Christmas Day, the year I turned 15, I remember going down to the river (Canning River) to our (the street gang of teenaged boys) for a swim at our favourite swimming spot (the jetty at the old Riverton Bridge – now in ruins). The jellyfish were in. Smallish, transparent, non-stinging jellyfish.
We had the most awesome jellyfish fight ever!
I was reminded of this when I spotted these two displays at AQWA.