70-year-old bridge in Exmoor shut due to safety concerns

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There he lies, the bridge – old, grey, weathered. He was never one of the beautiful ones. Even then, when I was still in short clothes, with too much sun oil and a shrill sunglasses dancing over him. I, young and loud – he, snorting and silent. I coughed over his boards, which meant freedom for me. Today I stand here again. No more dancing, but with firm shoes and glasses, which is no longer "just fashionable". And what should I say? He is still…