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While waiting on this bridge, passing the time, I decided to head to Tescos to get my shopping.

I realised it wouldn’t be worth going because I didn’t have a bag with me. Although it had been a completely still day, the wind picked up and from around the corner came a new, clean carrier bag. It stopped at my feet and I could feel a buzz in the air.

I am lead to believe this bridge is at the western end of a major leyline.

Submitted by Huw