Monday is currently treatment day so whilst David is being given his stuff at the hospital I thought that I would take myself off and amuse myself for a few minutes. I mean why wouldn't you when the Curley Wurley Bridge in Crawley is a local landmark and has received many five star reviews on Google. Here it is in all its glory....yes I even took time out of my day to go up it to admire the view of the roundabout and passing traffic in the drizzle!
From the very much tongue-in-cheek comments online I have gathered that it's like a rite of passage to either skateboard or cycle down the thing at great breakneck speed, but it's hopeless if you are in a wheelchair because the gradient is too steep. On a really clear day you may have the joy of watching the rats gamboling around in the nearby playing field or even the special welcome signal that certain motorists like to greet you with involving the use of their middle finger. It is apparently is a top-tier sign of respect😏 I am pleased to report that I did not encounter the troll Bruno who lives beneath it and I quite enjoyed the sensation of walking down in a big fat spiral. On the way back to the car I wondered idly whether the bridge or the confectionary of the same name came first. I now have my answer in case you were wondering [which I'm sure nobody is]...the chocolate was 1970 and the bridge followed on in 1972/3.
You can blame my sister for the content of this post as she highlighted it for me a few months ago. My friends and family are on a mission to send me photos or info about anything quirky they encounter which, of course, I completely adore. Only one more week to go and then David's treatment drops down to every six months instead of three and we can sally forth getting up to proper mischief on Mondays again. I have plans.....
꩜Aril꩜
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