IT’S every Perth online journalist’s favourite job – a truck has hit the Bayswater Bridge.
It had been 37 days since the last strike.
This time we have a picture. It is below.
How exactly does one inject humour into a tale so often told?
As news filtered into the office of yet another sledgehammer blow to the famed-but-surely-crumbling bridge, we scrambled into action. The bridge had been struck. The people must know.
“Let’s just update the time stamp on the last one,” someone cried.
“Time stamp? What is this, Doctor Who?” said another.
One day, the bridge will be able to take no more.
One day the bridge will realise the futility of its struggle and cease to bear loads.
One day, in fact, the bridge will be replaced by another bridge with an extra metre of clearance.
One day, the online journalist will have no Bayswater Bridge stories to report on.
He or she will scour the interwebs forlorn, pining for the days when the Bayswater Bridge could garner a few likes or retweets.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.