Blink and this could be your village, your life, your holidays, your family going for the summer in the village, your grandfather coming from the field, your grandmother preparing your favorite dish, your mother relaxing in the sun, your father enjoying a time off. “And the children in the apple-tree, Not known, because not looked for, But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea” as T.S. Eliot said in The Little Gidding. Kickers, Bubble Gummers, whole childhoods at the soles of your feet.