Bridge without purpose

I had a walk before tea tonight.  These steps are part of a bridge over an old mill lade.  The lade is long gone and  has been filled in but the bridge is still there.

In the evening Mary and I took part in a treasure hunt.  We set out from the Rugby Club on the High Street,  (I couldn’t resist blipping those Peebles Fish again - in extras).  We had to look for something unusual in each of the shop windows.  Mary was absolutely brilliant at this.  The only problem was that another organisation was running their own Treasure Hunt at the same time and their participants were searching for tiny red teddy bears in the same shop windows - very confusing!