Some articles on bridge, bridges:
... under the River Irwell to the Hanging Bridge Hotel, at the northern end of Deansgate, was described in 1900, following the rediscovery of the Hanging Bridge after ... I was shown a door in Hanging Bridge Hotel cellar where the arches could be seen and a door made up.. ...
... to monitor the stress on large structures like bridges ... method is the use of an accelerometer, which is integrated into the bridge while it is being built ... Additionally, this method can measure specific points on a bridge that might be difficult to access ...
... The name was given to one of the Bailey Bridges over the Rhine River in 1945, by the Royal Engineers that built it ... In Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere, "Blackfriars Bridge" was named as the home of an unknown order of monks who held the key to an angelic prison ... The bridge is also featured in the lyrics of the songs "The Resurrectionist" by the Pet Shop Boys, and "Cold Bread" by Johnny Flynn The Sussex Wit ...
... On the piers of the bridge are stone carvings of water birds by sculptor John Birnie Philip ... On the north side of the bridge is a statue of Queen Victoria (funded by Sir Alfred Seale Haslam), to whom the bridge was dedicated ...
... Blackfriars Bridge is a road and foot traffic bridge over the River Thames in London, between Waterloo Bridge and Blackfriars Railway Bridge, carrying the A201 road ...
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