No, Crookston, a few miles to the south-west of Glasgow, is not the town of crooks but the town of Robert de Croc. Crookston is in other words, more poetical words, the croc town. But thankfully, unlike the youtube video I watched last night showing a huge croc crossing a golf course in Florida, there are no real crocs here, just the history of one Croc whose castle you can see not too far from here. At any rate, I had always wanted to take a photo of the station and 'enter it' from the road having previously only seen it from a moving or stationary train. It reminded me of my pad in Warsaw, lots of greenery, flowers, trees, birds. Sadly in Glasgow though, most social housing does not have this profusion of nature, which is why Crookston is so special. And its wee station a wee gem...
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