I grew up in a small hamlet called Aingers Green. It consisted of about 150 houses and was about a mile away from the nearest village of Great Bentley. My dad was the local postman for 10 years, so he pretty much knew anybody and everybody in the village. One of those people lived just around the corner from us and we knew him as The Egg Man. He used to have his own chickens (lots of them) and we used to walk round to his property to buy our eggs. In his back yard there was this old hand water pump that just used to fascinate me. Just thinking that people used to get their water by hand pumping it out of a well was amazing to me. Anyway on Saturday we had a meeting of our newly formed (and very informal) Riverside Photography Club at a Mexican restaurant called Tio's Tacos. Out the back of the restaurant the owner has collected 20 years worth of junk and trash and turned it into some amazing sculptures and objects of interest. So while walking through all this stuff I found the water pump photographed above. As I was sitting at my desk processing this photo it too me back to my childhood and The Egg Man.