I guess the Dartford Crossing has a different meaning to people depending on which way they are heading. From the Monday morning blues driving to work, to that Friday feeling heading home. If it’s the former though you may not want this print hanging on your wall. That said, the sight of a bridge in the distance always makes me feel hopeful. Especially when the sunlight reflects off it. It’s as if an adventure is waiting for me. And I really like that feeling. Anyone that uses the crossing regularly knows it looks nothing like this. It’s much more…grey. This is the Dartford Crossing with a touch of 1930’s glamour.