Not seen on any chocolate box lid!

The light was starting to fade, and there was a bit of deluge when I got home tonight, so I went off in search of something befitting the evening's depressive mood.

This rusty old footbridge near the local station seemed to be just the thing...well where's it written that Blips have to be pretty? It won't make it to a biscuit tin or a jigsaw but it was exactly what I was looking for tonight.