We're all spitting pins in the street 'cos the feckin' bridge is going to reopen...it's been closed for four years because it was in grave danger of simply falling into the river...not having been built for proper traffic...just donkeys and carts and the odd herd of cattle.
Everyone was thrilled to bits because it meant we could meander about without any risk of being mown down by some eejit from Dublin driving his shiny car...if we were moving the donkeys or bringing the goats home for milking, those Dubs would slam their brakes on and glare...one did wave his fist at me when I had about seven goats loitering about the road...one goat stuck her face into his open car window...I pretended not to have noticed...
Our little narrow road goes straight over the bog and the river Lung, before it comes to the main Dublin road...so people used to use it as a short-cut...paying no heed to the peasants who live here all the time...
It was said the bridge would never be fixed because of the huge expense involved...there are mutterings about it costing two million euros...but one Councillor kept on and on about the tourists needing to use it for the fishing...he's a total prat...none of us have ever once been approached by an irate tourist wanting to fish...those who do visit for the fishing, are perfectly happy to walk along the riverbank...they want a bit of peace and quiet...don't want to be crammed together on the silly bridge where you can see the fishes swimming about in the water...
We can object if we want...it'll cost ten euro mind you...someone has already marked out the approach to the bridge...it's cutting right through Fred's land...practically inches away from the old Bishop's cottage...on the opposite side is Jonny's little stone building that's smothered in a rambling rose in summer.
The original bridge has to be demolished first apparently...that's on the planning notice. I squeaked about the water lilies that grow in huge abundance there...and the Kingfishers...and the Otters and the rare bats that a bloke from Trinity spent endless nights counting a couple of summers ago...
So I was just wondering about how to sabotage the entire plan...and the new bridge.
Good luck! Xris
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