It will be the feast of St Jerome tomorrow, the patron Saint of translators, even though I don’t work from Greek into Latin! He was said to be a cantankerous fellow, but he must have had some virtues to be a Saint and a Father of the Church!
Here’s a song from my own childhood with fond memories of the Manchester Ship Canal as my father drove over the immense M6 motorway bridge when we went on holiday.
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The Blue Flower 
Dans le rite arménien, il y a une fête des saints traducteurs. Là, saint Mesrob en est le principal, suivi de «tous les autres». Personnellement, je crois que nos missels devraient contenir un commun des traducteurs.