I can imagine. My Uncle was the bridge master when it opened and told me a few stories.Last thought was I got called to do the graveyard shift through the night of course it was winter dark and wet and you only get the odd car or so in the early hours , it can be creepy , and I must admit someone could just pull up and do you in and no one’s around - seen too many horror films I think !
Sadly 3 years ago a friend jumped off the bridge. He has never been found.
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