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The Bridge that Isn’t a Bridge…
When I first hosted parties at Footlights I described the lead-up to our property as, "Downhill, across a bridge, first on the right." Of course, I know there's a bridge, I've checked it out creekside, but anyone who didn't live here, driving along up top, would not recognise it as a bridge, there's no suspension, guard…