As the sun slowly disappeared behind the large building in front of them Croc and Bertie felt quite relaxed watching people come and go as they sat in St Peters Square in Rome. They had had a busy day and the cool evening was perfect to lay back on the stone floor and watch the world go by.
Ever since Bertie had told Croc about this mysterious person called the Pope who lived in the big building in front of them, Croc had become quite obsessed with watching the windows in the hope of catching a glimpse of him. He wasn’t the only one he noticed with relief. There were a few people sat on chairs looking up at the large building in front.
The building was now beautiful illuminated in the fading light. It’s windows glowed a soft warm orange light and Bertie found it very peaceful. He liked night time photography. It was one of the things he enjoyed the most about travelling to new places. Everything seemed to change and take on a magical appearance once the sun had set and the sky was dark.
Bertie began to feel excited as they moved their way around the square. He posed proudly for photographs, keeping very, very Delete repeated word still so he would not look blurred in the image. Croc stayed very, very still so he didn’t slip and fall off the railings they were posing on!
Suddenly, Croc grabbed Bertie. Fearing his friend was falling, Bertie held on tight and realised that Croc was excitedly pointing to one of the upstairs windows of the building. Bertie turning just in time to see the shape of a man waving and then he moved from the window and disappeared into the warmly lit room!
Croc was gesturing wildly. Was it the Pope that the two friends had just seen? Bertie liked to think so, more because Croc was so excited and proud of himself, but he would never be 100% sure. What do you think?