A third solid day back at work in Middlesbrough, modelling the financial
future of a business, working in the shadow of the iconic Transporter Bridge,
currently undergoing some maintenance; in my previous three month stint here I
could lose minutes gazing out of the office window watching it cradle vehicles
across the Tees a few at a time – for it is not so much a bridge as a ferry, as
my new car insists on informing me in a slightly panicky voice each morning as
soon as we get within 100 yards of it on my way to my parking spot.
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