On Bridges and Legendary Beauty.

If ever I go to China I think I’ll have to give the humpity bridges a miss. Here’s one:

It looks like half the endowment of a princess of legendary beauty in a Disney film, doesn’t it? (See previous post.) I think I might have difficulty making it to the top. Maybe I could just sail underneath and pretend to be the princess’s pet one-eyed poodle.

(The only princess I ever knew didn’t have a pet poodle, she had a cocker spaniel. And her legendary beauty was based on virtues rather more substantial than a pair of Chinese bridges.)