The elm tree

This old tree had stood the test of time.
I stood underneath it in my youth every morning waiting for the bus. An old friend.
An English elm, magnificent in the autumn


Notice too the War Memorial
The lads mentioned there fell in the First World War Every family in the village was affected. They were sixteen to eighteen. The same age as I was when I was I stood under the tree.. They would have known this tree in their youth, before they were mown down in France, so unnecessarily.