Bridge over troubled waters . . .

Or more to the point “troubled bridge over water . . .”  (Apologies to Simon & Garfunkel.)
 
 
I blipped this some four years ago for a Derelict Sunday, and wondered how much had fallen off since then.  To my surprise not a lot.  The wood preserver has faded (disappeared – should have used creosote) and the rail to the right-hand side is a lot more rotten.  Not much else.  I still don’t know if anyone is living there.  Perhaps we should do a spot the difference.
 
 
Biskit sitting today, and the monthly aquarium filter clean.  That has got itself into an almost painless routine.
 
 
Many thanks to Marlieske for hosting Derelict Sunday.