The way it was then

I was looking through some digitised slide photographs and I came across this one. It shows my Mum and Aunt threatening to push me into our garden pond. As I recall it was a sizeable pond - it seemed the size of Wales - but probably was no more than a few metres squared in total. Anyway I doubt that many would have such an open pond in a modern garden due to heightened awareness of health and safety. The pond had a little arched bridge at one end - or so I seem to recall. It was a mysterious place to a little person in the 60s. I think my Dad must have been aware of the danger it presented as my later memories of this space are as a rose garden rather than a pond.