This week we discovered fungal infection and we were devastated. We would lose the ants. An entire week with ant club (according to maxton less) and our Lactus niger were going to die thanks to some fungus in the farm. And so the prophet was forefilled. Well, time to buy more.


Dara

This week a lot of things happ-ant (hehe), first we went and buried the old ants and its home, before heading off to collect the new home and new ants. The box was big enough to fit Maxton in. This week however, Mr. Lovat was absent, so we had to run it ourselves. This meant that we had to unpack the new equipment, read all the manuals, dispose of the old equipment, and set up the new home. This was made extra difficult by the fact that an exam was going on and we had to whisper. Eventually though it was all set, and we were feeling rather pleased. See the gallery for photos.

PS   Leave in the comments how long you think these ones will last.

Luca

   This week ant club takes a big step in it's life cycle. Nothing lasts forever, as we learnt when our ants continued to kick the bucket, despite our best efforts. What we've decided is that the best course of action is to re-new the club, with new equipment and new ants. With that in mind we began forging through the interweb in search of new ants (with a queen for reproduction) and a home for them to live in.   

Ant Club 2.0 is coming.


Luca

This week the ants went to get a tan while staying at Charlies house. There's not much to say, except Charlie finally decided to to read the manual, so after 5 weeks, we now know what we are doing...slightly.

Luca

This week the apocalypse was upon us. Tunnels caved in, food was left uneaten, and a mighty plague swept through our ant farm. Many lives were lost. After our time of mourning Maxton and Charlie went in search for some more ants of the same nest as the original, leaving James, Dara and I to set up this brilliantly amazing website for all of you. Mr Lovat also showed us his musical talents when playing a banjo/drum/guitar thing for us. Maxton and Charlie returned with some ants and we vowed never to speak of this horrific event ever again.

Luca

This week was when the real fun began. We were gifted our very own Myrmecos Club board in the biology lab, so we could inform the ignorant masses of the greatness of these tiny creatures. Maxton and James set off straight away to prepare some posters and images for this board. We watered the ant's home, and fed our ants fruit. Then however, it came the time to view one of our ants under a microscope, meaning that one of our ants would have to take the ultimate sacrifice for the good of science. We killed this ant as humanly as possible before setting up our slide and microscope, the results were stunning:

Luca

The rain beat against our our soaked blazers, wind howling past our pooters like a wolf to the moon, war paint ran down our face as we stood waiting, waiting to begin the Great Ant Hunt. The hunting horn sounded, and so we set off to find...nothing. Not a single ant. Not one. That was until a stray ant, (I named him Jeff) foolishly crossed my vision, bringing our total up to 1 ant. I was rather content with having Jeff, that was until Maxton uncovered a thriving nest of red ants. I knew straight away that this wasn't good news for Jeff, being a black ant. The others wouldn't listen, and soon they had nearly 10 red ants each. I however stuck to my morals, and Jeff was the only ant I caught that day. The ants entered their new home, and to this day, no one knows what happened to Jeff.

Luca

As you could of guessed from the elaborANT pun in the title, this week Myrmecos Club, formerly Ant Club, was formed. The five of us, (Luca, Dara, James, Maxton and Charlie) were ANTiced by the offer from Mr Lovat of setting up a club, far cooler than any other to come before it, and any that is to come after it. We spent the first week setting up Ant World... This turned out to be a much harder task than first ANTicipated. When the ant farm was finally set up, 10 minutes into our next lesson, a strange feeling fell over us, it was a sense that this small club, where we studied small animals, would turn end up becoming a big part of our school lives. On this website we will keep you updated with news, photos and bad puns about this humble club.

Luca