Name that Bridge

Was thinking of him or Shackleton but:

A commemorative naming policy for monuments and infrastructure approved by the council in December specifies the person must have been born or lived in the city and have had “strong and/or enduring connections ” with it.
 
I think it was a user off here that posted this??? and I think I know who! Guesses anyone??

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Da Plain People O'Ireland
This bridge should NOT be named after only one person or event.
It's high time that the people who really make Dublin great are visibly acknowledged.

" Da Plain People O'Ireland bridge... it has to be

or more briefly ...Plain Bridge

if we paly our cards right, we da plain people can all be flying over it soon
 
If you're an inconvenienced commuter in the area of said bridge - it already has a name;

DaFuqin Bridge! :mad:
 
Gough's bridge?

Gough’s Statue

By Vinnie Caprani


There are strange things done from twelve to one

In the Hollow in Phaynix Park,

There’s maidens mobbed and gentlemen robbed

In the bushes after dark;

But the strangest of all within human recall

Concerns the statue of Gough,

’Twas a terrible fact, and a most wicked act,

for his bollix they tried to blow off!


’Neath the horse’s big prick a dynamite stick

some gallant ‘hayro’ did place,

For the cause of our land, with a match in his hand

Bravely the foe he did face;

Then without showing fear – and standing well clear-

He expected to blow up the pair

But he nearly went crackers, all he got was the knackers

And he made the poor stallion a mare!


For his tactics were wrong, and the prick was too long

(the horse being more than a foal)

It would answer him better, this dynamite setter,

The stick to shove up his own hole!

For this is the way our ‘hayroes’ today

Are challenging England’s might,

With a stab in the back and a midnight attack

On a statue that can’t even shite!
 
Gough's bridge?

Gough’s Statue

By Vinnie Caprani


There are strange things done from twelve to one

In the Hollow in Phaynix Park,

There’s maidens mobbed and gentlemen robbed

In the bushes after dark;

But the strangest of all within human recall

Concerns the statue of Gough,

’Twas a terrible fact, and a most wicked act,

for his bollix they tried to blow off!


’Neath the horse’s big prick a dynamite stick

some gallant ‘hayro’ did place,

For the cause of our land, with a match in his hand

Bravely the foe he did face;

Then without showing fear – and standing well clear-

He expected to blow up the pair

But he nearly went crackers, all he got was the knackers

And he made the poor stallion a mare!


For his tactics were wrong, and the prick was too long

(the horse being more than a foal)

It would answer him better, this dynamite setter,

The stick to shove up his own hole!

For this is the way our ‘hayroes’ today

Are challenging England’s might,

With a stab in the back and a midnight attack

On a statue that can’t even shite!



For years the statue lay in a yard
the ministry not knowing what to do
'til an English gent said I have a plan
to get you out of this stew

I'll take that fine horse off your hands
and mend it with the greatest of care
you needn't pay me a penny piece
I'll transform it into a mare

The poor horse was taken over the water
and the work was true to the promise
even the most sceptical of our heroes
was convinced, as was Doubting Thomas

So proudly today in Northumberland fair
in Chillingham castle so fine
home at last Lord Gough so proud
sits high on his mixed up equine

If you ever happen to be passing this way I'll take you to see it but don't tell you know who otherwise they might try again and do real damage to themselves.
 


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