by Kerry Tolson @kerrytolson.com
I was looking forward to ending off 2016; it’d been a turbulent year – ills and spills, headaches at work, writers block, microphone attacks during public speaking engagements, only one-week-away the whole year – just to name a few of my sad-sack quibbles that had gathered... and let's not forget that the world at large had gone a little strange; all my 80's idols suddenly popped off to have a rave party in the sky and a reality Z-lister was becoming leader of one of the most powerful nations on earth... so I couldn’t think of a better way to wave it off than to spend the last day of 2016 looking at a bridge. And not just any bridge, but the award winning Henderson Waves Bridge.
When I mention to Mal I want to go visit a bridge, he looks at me in alarm, obviously remembering another New Years trip away – a drive through south-east Victoria - in which I insisted on visiting every bridge mentioned in the tourist-information pamphlets, there were a lot of bridges!
‘How many more bridges do you want to see Singapore?’ he asks me with bewildered amusement.
I know where he’s going with this – Singapore has some great bridges, from the gorgeous ornate Anderson Bridge, the delightful twisty-wisty Helix Bridge, the simply beautiful Cavenagh Bridge - that I drag him over on every visit and the formidable Esplanade arches which I drag him under on every visit. Yes I have to admit, I do love the bridges of Singapore.
Hello! I'm Kerry
. . . a plan-nothing, have no idea where I'm going travelholic.
A daughter of the gypsies and the wife of a workaholic, I'm forever wondering 'What's over there?' and devising ways to squeeze through the barbed-wire fence of small-business ownership responsibilities and every-day life tangles to discover it.
and this is my book.
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