As we crossed over the bridge, it seemed to whisper, “I’ll keep you safe”. This seemed a peculiar thought to have about a bridge in modern times, but probably it was to do with the fact that we had being reading the history of the bridge, and we arrived when the river was flowing very fast and was very high. It made us wonder about what it was like to live in this area before this bridge was built to span the river Liffey, both sides totally cut off from one another. We take bridges for granted, but it is worth stopping for a moment to be grateful for the planning and building of bridges that allow us to move freely.
(Excerpt from the narrative that accompanies your print)