The architectural lighting on the Queensferry Crossing looks weird, with only the deck and pylons lit at night. With the cables left in darkness, the bridge loses its profile. I wonder if that’s by design or if it still isn’t complete.
Although we could all do with mentors and positive people to push us forward.
I’ll start with the ending. The bottom line is that we all define ourselves by our associations. Political, perhaps. Personal, for sure. Supernatural, for those who partake. And I think, also, amongst…