I often wonder if Reds Chief Rick Parry is related to Rock Ferry. Joking apart I wonder too if Liverpool is unique for lovely evocative place names, which we often take for granted?
Dove Cote, Old Swan, Old Roan, Breeze Hill, Hunts Cross, Kirk Dale, Cabbage Hall (an interesting one), Tue Brook presumably its origins in the Norse god, Tue. Litle Bongs (really), Fair Field, Knotty Ash, Dingle, St Michael's Hamlet, Otters Pool.
What of their charming origins? I was in Breck Road Post Office once - it was a seething mass of Third World humanity and locals, some of whom weren't very high up in the pecking order of life.
As I waited I contemplated that it wasn't that long ago that this spot was a delightful hillside meadow, with grazing sheep, the occasional homestead, delightful country lanes. A place where the seasons enriched the passing weeks, and where what you ate was either growing or swimming that very day.
A place where you could gaze down and see the sailing ships come and go from the river below. I wondered, have we really progressed?

I live not far from you Michael. (Dingle) This whole area used to be King John's hunting grounds. Many small streams trickled down into the Mersey and just up the road from you is Lodge Lane. Yup! it's the place where the 'narky' King used to stay when he came to our neck of the woods.

I guess people gave places names in thoses times, not because they were poetic, but instead, they were handed down via Anglo Saxon or Viking descriptions. Or else, just to describe the place,,, eg Knotty Ash.

Lots of room for thought here and an interesting start to a thread.