It is a quirky and interesting story.He narrates one of the strangest events in Anglo-American relations, in which a multi-millionaire oil baron bought a 130 year-old bridge, transported it (with great difficulty, and at great expense) to a waterless part of the Arizona desert and found he hadn't bought the bridge he thought he'd bought.
In 1968 the world s largest antique went to America. But how do you transport a 130-year-old bridge 3,000 miles? And why did Robert P. McCulloch, a multimillionaire oil baron and chainsaw-manufacturing king, buy it? Why did he ship it to a waterless patch of the Arizonan desert? Did he even get the right bridge? To answer these questions, it s necessary to meet a peculiar cast. Fleet Street shysters Revolutionary Radicals Frock-coated industrialists Disneyland designers Thames dockers Guinness Book of Records officials The odd Lord Mayor Bridge-building priests Gun-toting U.S. sheriffs An Apache Indian or two And a fraudster whose greatest trick was to convince the world he ever existed Roll up, then, for the story of one of the strangest events in Anglo-American relations. Curious, clever and sharp, this is history to delight in.