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Operation locate….

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Bertie and Croc were in a dilemma. The camera bag they called home had gone and they didn’t know what to do. They looked around in desperation but it was no where to be seen. Bertie was kicking himself for not collecting a map of the city so they could find their way back to the hotel.

Clinging to each other for comfort more than warmth, the two friends huddled under the lip of the fountain they had been admiring and waited for the sun to come up. “Things are always better in a morning” Bertie told Croc. Croc wasn’t too sure they would be.

When morning came Bertie began to drag Croc in the direction he thought the hotel was. They had to get back to the camera bag or they may never get home! As they wandered through this strange, new city they paused to look at the landmarks and tall buildings. Bertie was hoping he would recognise one of the buildings, Croc thought he was mad, they all looked the same to him!

As they stopped outside a massive courtyard Bertie noticed a decorative clock in the background. He was sure he had seen it before. Completely distracted the two friends didn’t notice the large seagull looming in the background. The seagull, curious as to why these two small bears were out on their own, inched closer.

Croc turned with a start and came eye to eye with the seagulls beady little eyes! “Eek” Croc shouted and grabbed hold of Bertie. As Bertie turned the seagull squawked “Well, well, well what do we have here?”

The two friends stared at the bird in shock, unsure of how to answer….

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Fountains of bubbles

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Bertie and Croc were on the move again. They couldn’t see a lot as it was quite dark outside, but the two friends were excited to work out where they were. They kept peeping out of a small zip hole in the camera bag, taking in the sights and sounds. Bertie noticed that where ever they were it was very clean!

Eventually the motion of the bag stopped. Bertie peeped out first and went back into the bag to pull Croc with him. They were in front of a beautiful water feature, right in the centre of the town. The two friends sat together mesmerised, watching the water change colours from blue, to purple, to red, to green.

After some time Croc began to feel a little chilly. He decided that his feet were telling him it was time to head back into the warmth of the bag, but as he looked behind him to where the bag had been it was no longer there. Croc felt a moment of panic and nudged Bertie. Bertie turned round and also realised the bag they always travelled in was no where to be seen. Wide eyed in panic the two friends looked at each other….what were they to do now???

A year of adventure!

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As Bertie and Croc looked back at 2017 they realised they had been very busy! So busy, in fact, that they haven’t had time to blog about all the things they managed to fit in.

After Bertie and Croc exchanged Christmas gifts and placed their special decorations on the Christmas tree they found themselves looking back at photographs. They have been to Rome, moved house and welcomed a new arrival to the family. They also went on another iconic trip which they haven’t written about.

This trip was a little colder than Rome. In fact, Bertie almost wished that he had packed his woolly hat! Croc wished he was back in the fountain in the boiling heat in Rome.

The next few blogs will be about Bertie and Croc’s trip to Norway!

We hope you enjoy reading them as much as Bertie and Croc enjoyed experiencing Norway….

The next adventure

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Croc began realise what time of year it was when the Christmas tree made its appearance. He had begun to wonder for some time whether there was something important coming up as Bertie had been getting increasingly giddy. Having already experienced one Christmas in the UK Croc felt more confident this year exploring the tree and mooching through the prettily wrapped presents which were carefully placed underneath it.

There was a slight difference this year. Bertie had pulled Croc to one side and with a huge grin on his face he presented him with a small, carefully wrapped parcel which looked very familiar to the little crocodile.

Croc had never been given a present before and he took some persuading from Bertie to unwrap it. He carefully tugged at the parcels little edges and methodically unwrapped the small item.

As they both sat looking at their unwrapped presents, Croc began to remember where they had come from!!! They had been on another adventure earlier in the year. Bertie had dragged Croc down Christmas themed streets, over come by festive excitement. Croc remembered thinking his friend had gone a little nuts as Christmas wasn’t for ages yet but he had followed him faithfully.

In a small shop along the wooden boards, hidden in a narrow alley with large, overhanging windows, the two friends had chosen a Christmas decoration to buy for each other to put on the Christmas tree this year.

As always Croc had chosen a sensible, symmetrical patterned decoration. Where as Bertie had gone for a quirky, happy little figure which had a bell that tinkled merrily on its little hat. Two very different gifts for two very different characters who were the best of friends. Now all they had to do was figure out how they were going to get the decorations on the tree!!!

I wonder where Bertie and Croc had brought their gifts? Can you guess which Country they visited?

Fountains of wishes

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Bertie and Croc were feeling a little hot in the comfort of the black camera bag. Every now and again, Bertie would waft the corner of the bag open in an attempt to create a slight breeze…..it didn’t work very well and usually resulted in more warm air coming into the bag.

Bertie lifted the flap of the bag for the third time. There were lots of voices and noise outside, which was different from the honking horns he had heard the last time he had attempted to let some air in. He braved a peek out of the bag and realised they had stopped.

There were crowds of people. He had not seen this many people since they were in the Vatican. “We must be somewhere important” Thought Bertie and went to nudge Croc. Croc was already beside Bertie, which made him jump a little. “That was unexpected!” Bertie said to his friend. “I usually have to come hunting for you at the bottom of the bag.” Then Bertie noticed something. His friends eyes were wide and Croc was staring in the direction of all the people. Bertie strained to see what he was looking at and as his eyes adjusted to the bright light he could see water.

“Oh no!” Thought Bertie, “Here we go again!”

Being a Crocodile, and being from the tropics, Croc had a certain fascination with water. Especially when it was as warm as it was today. They began to move again. This time they were making their way towards the water and Bertie could see that it was actually a fountain. The fountain had the most magnificent sculptures behind it. The water was the most beautiful turquoise blue and Bertie had to admit it did look very inviting.

Bertie began to look around for some clues as to where they were. Croc began to look around for an escape route to the fountain. He wasn’t quite brave enough to make his way out of the bag and pick his route through the crowds. Bertie saw a sign. “Oh my” He thought. “This is the Trevi Fountain.” He explained to Croc. “It is one of the most famous fountains in the world!” Croc continued to look at the crystal clear waters. Bertie carried on explaining that if you throw a coin in the fountain you will return to Rome. Some people even believe you can make a wish and it will come true! Croc thought, if you throw a crocodile in the fountain they will be very happy indeed and that would definitely be a wish come true!

They were achingly close to the water now and Croc, in a fit of bravery, made a leap for freedom. He tumbled down onto the railings. He began to make his way towards the water and away from Bertie’s shouts. A man, not noticing the small crocodile knocked Croc and sent him sliding further along the railing. He bumped into the arm of a lady and then fell a few inches onto the concrete below the railings. He began to feel scared. He started to forget about the water as he tried to dodge the people who were crowding around him.

“Eek” Croc squeaked as he was nudged again, this time back towards the direction he had just travelled from. He covered his eyes then felt a soft pair of hands on him guiding him to safety. It was Bertie. Croc grabbed onto his little friend in a fit of relief and let himself be led back to the safety of the camera bag! Thank goodness for good friends, thought Croc as he snuggled bac into the safety of the bag. Bertie closed the zip just in case Croc got any more ideas and they felt themselves being carried away from the crowds and the magnificent fountain.

Spirals to heaven

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An exhausted Bertie and Croc were looking forward to the excitement of the day to end. They had travelled through the Vatican, seen so many sights and experienced the excitement of visiting the Sistine Chapel. Croc had started to look forward to putting his short little feet up in the hotel room. He hoped that he would be able to crawl out of the camera bag and nestle in the soft bedding on the bed….maybe even have a snooze.

While Croc was daydreaming about having a nap, Bertie was reluctant to hide back in the camera bag just in case he missed something! He remained perched on the top of the spare lens which was conveniently placed in the bag. It gave him just enough height to be able to peek out of the zip at the top.

He was soon glad he did. He felt an odd sensation, like they were going downwards quite quickly. He watched as people walked slowly in front of him, stopping occasionally to take photos downwards.

“I wonder what they are taking photos of?” Said Bertie out loud. He was soon to find out.

The bright light from the glass ceiling above soon became replaced with the yellow dullness of artificial lights. Bertie knew they had reached the bottom of where ever they were going as they were stood still. He took his opportunity to fully peep out of the bag and look up.

“WOW!” Sais Bertie with a gasp. He tugged at Croc who reluctantly climbed up the camera lens and looked up too.

They were at the base of a majestically decorated spiral staircase. It seemed to go on forever towards to bright light coming in through the glass ceiling. Bertie thought it looked like the staircase to heaven, Croc thought it looked like hard work and was glad they didn’t have to climb up it.

Every now and again people’s faces peered over the side of the staircase and looked down at them. “What a way to finish a days adventure” Thought Bertie as he quietly closed the zip and nestled into the darkness of the camera bag. “I wonder what will happen next?”

The Sistine Chapel

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Bertie and Croc continued to stare amazed at the intricate paintings on the ceilings of the building they were making their way through. Croc wasn’t too sure where they were heading or when the slideshow of paintings would come to an end, Bertie began to grow in excitement as he knew exactly where they were going!

One of the final ceilings they viewed was a huge dome, flood light by natural light from the windows at the side of it. It made Croc shiver a little as he looked at all the sharp spears and swords the warriors were using to kill the creatures who lay at their feet. Croc felt slightly in-nerved by this ceiling painting and he wasn’t sure why.

The steadily moving queue of people they have been following had come to a stop and they were faced with some very tight and narrow winding stairs.

Then something very strange happened….the camera went back into the bag. “Well” Thought Croc. “That was fun. It must be over now.” Just as he tried to sink back into the bag following the camera Bertie grabbed him. A confused Croc watched in wonder as they emerged into a very light room. There were hundreds of people, some sat at the sides of the room, most of them stood. There was an eerie silence. Croc shivered and looked at Bertie. Bertie’s eyes were the biggest Croc had ever seen and he realised that Bertie was still looking up!

As Croc turned his gaze towards the ceiling he was amazed! He was looking at some of the most famous paintings in the world by an artist called Michelangelo. Bertie looked at his friend and whispered that the ceiling told a religious story for the Catholic church about the creation of humans. He pointed to one of the central paintings and whispered that was a famous painting which showed God reaching out to touch the first man, Adam’s hand.

As they moved around the room, the two friends stared at the story which was unfolding above them. The voices in the room had changed from a hushed silence to a low drone and suddenly there was a loud “shush!”. Both friends looked in the direction of the noise and realised that there were guards stood at various points in the room. Croc pointed to a sign and Bertie nodded….no cameras were allowed. So that’s why the camera when back in the bag!

As they made their way out of the Sistine Chapel the two friends felt a wave of exhaustion come over them. “Goodness.” Thought Bertie. “What could be better than seeing that!?”

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Image of the ceiling in Sistine Chapel, taken from google