The village pond

I'm told by my friends there that people who live in Crosby call it "the village". This pond is on a fairly major road leading from the station to the offices I was off to. I took the shot like this to show it engulfed now in the streets that have crept up round it over the years.

My father was brought up in Crosby and every time I go to the station and walk down this road I wonder how many times he must have done just the same. It always feels as though I'm connected to the place every time I go there there's something about it that feels like home. You can even see my uncle's name on the war memorial