The little bridge

In my earlier years as a mother of three close in age little monsters, a friend of mine offered me this professional work of his, so that I was able to travel inwardly though carrying out the most unrewarding domestic tasks.
For those who would retrospectively feel sorry for me, I have to precise that disposable nappies already existed at that time. ( What you can see here on this picture is a pure allegory ).
This blip is dedicated to all unable to cope blipper young parents. As Georges Brassens would say: "Il suffit de passer le pont..."