The Bridge of The Big 'O'

In an earlier post, I had remarked that a certain photograph was taken from 'The Bridge of Orgasms'. Well, here is the bridge:


I agree, not particularly erotic.

The cockeyed looking building in the background is the Jerwood Library, also known as the Tit Hall Library, being, you know, the library, you know, that belongs to Tit Hall, which, you know, is a college at Cambridge.

So why the risque name for the bridge?

The bridge is so named, originally by folks who apparently were not studying that hard in the Jerwood Library, because of Cambridge cyclists (of which you can espy two specimen in the photograph). These worthy stress and strain their sinews to get up that bridge and sigh in triumph at the end, leading to a cadence, not dissimilar I am told, from the trumpeting of ape-men in the pursuit of lesser goals.

Note how the lady in the foreground in the above photograph, knowing that discretion is the better part of passion, has decided in favour of walking up the bridge. The person the background is probably giddy, or sad - it is all downhill now.

Meanwhile, why so high a bridge? To let the punts (Gondolas Cambridge-style) through:


Finally, it is a strange coincidence that from afar it seems that once you have scaled the peak of the Bridge of Orgasms, you sight an offshoot of Tit Hall.

Strange are the ways of The Great Puppeteer in the sky.