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Photo-a-Day  (Tuesday, 5th May, 2020)

Ollerton's farm pond


Ollerton's farm pond
Not much is it? Yet 50 years ago five or six lads could happily sit round it all day in the warm sun. We fished for farm pond fish. Perch with broken bottle dorsal fins that needed careful unhooking. I still see the flicker of the silver Roach as we skimmed them off the water. And the occasional deep greenTench. Neglected now , but nice that it's still here. Perhaps with a good dragging and a trim round the edges it could be restored.

Photo: Poet  (Lenovo TAB 2 A10-70F)
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Comment by: Fred Mason on 5th May 2020 at 00:15

Great scene, great poetry, poet...

Great memories.

Comment by: irene roberts on 5th May 2020 at 08:34

Maybe not much to lads of today, Poet, but something that lads 50 years ago would have been happy with. It was a different world back then.

Comment by: kath on 5th May 2020 at 08:38

I suppose lads today would rather be indoors with their Playstations.

Comment by: Ken on 5th May 2020 at 10:22

Must now be teeming with fish kids dont know what they are missing wonderful times.

Comment by: WN1 Standisher on 5th May 2020 at 10:41

Not familiar with this one, where about's is it ?

Comment by: Poet on 5th May 2020 at 10:56

Heard once the wafting rods,
The spidery line curling out in the sun,
Ollerton's pool drowsed in birdsong.

And Splash.....! A chainmailed roach.....
A jumper in a ring of ripples,
'Til the pond flattens out again.

Quickly now ! The quill has gone!
The catgut's alive with electricity,
As in a sparkling crown he's reeled in.

Comment by: Mick on 5th May 2020 at 11:24

Its funny todays photo is of a pond, because yesterday I was sat next to a pond that I used to play around when I was a kid, in the middle of Gathurst Golf course

Comment by: Philip G. on 5th May 2020 at 14:35

A thought-provoking photo Poet. And smashing is your verse, from which I light, its masterful 'ring of ripples. I also like your mention of quill (there's 'the Poet' again), as it reminds me of my salad days' goose quill, which I'd 'tipped' with mother's nail-varnish. Great days. Thanks.

Comment by: Poet on 5th May 2020 at 16:02

Thanks all for sharing your thoughts for that is what a pond is for.
If you've got your grappling iron WN1 , it's located down Langtree somewhere behind the Olive Garden Italian Restaurant on Preston Rd.

Comment by: Ivor on 5th May 2020 at 16:55

plenty young un's still go fishing.

Comment by: Linda on 7th May 2020 at 21:56

Cruel sport fishing. I'm pleased it isn't as popular as it used to be.

Comment by: WN1 Standisher on 8th May 2020 at 10:09

Know it. I think the Sand Holes were around here too and have a distant memory of the rubber dump, with Hic Bibi not too far away. I think a trip out on the mountain bike beckons

Comment by: Poet on 8th May 2020 at 10:43

Spot on WN1. I had forgotten about the rubber dump which is surprising considering the hours I spent rooting about on it.
The Sand holes were like Standish on Sea , with beaches , swimming and sailing on homemade rafts inbetween the fishing. Magic time.

Comment by: WN1 Standisher on 9th May 2020 at 10:36

Had some fun times swimming in the sand holes in the summer. Like you say Poet, was like being in a different place from home. I remember a lad bringing what he said was a rubber bullet that the Army were using at the time, into school. It was massive. He said he'd found that at the rubber dump.

Comment by: Poet on 12th May 2020 at 12:43

I took to school some real dud bullets from the bullet dump in the grounds of the Heinz factory. We sneaked in through a broken rail in the fence. There were many sunken buildings ; part of the wartime munitions factory I think. It was a wonderful secret world.

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