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Bertie and Croc fly!

Norway, historical buildings

Bertie bravely puffed his chest out, stood as tall as his 5 inches would allow him and looked squarely at the seagull. He took a deep breath and began to explain, they were lost. The bag they travelling in had left without them and they were now trying to find it.

The seagull stood on its skinny legs, which Croc was amazed would still hold up such a large bird, and listened intently to Bertie. Studying him carefully with his beady eyes. “And, well, that’s it really.” Bertie finished. There was a pause, the seagull cocked his head and said, “Well in that case, allow me to be of service.” He bowed deeply. Bertie looked excited, Croc looked suspicious.

“Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Ivar.” Said the Seagull.

“I’m Bertie and this is Croc” Said Bertie, waving a paw in Croc’s general direction. Croc looked at him angrily. He had been trying to make himself as small and inconspicuous as he could and now Bertie had just completely blown his cover!

“Let’s get started.” Said Ivar, “Up you go!” And he picked a shocked looking Croc up in his beak and plonked him on his back. Bertie was beside himself with excitement, jumping up and down. They were going to fly!!!

As Ivar set off into the head wind, Croc ducked down as low as he could on the birds back and held on for his life! Bertie, huge grin and fur ruffling in the wind, sat upright with one paw outstretched to feel the air rushing past them. “I think I have seen your bag on a boat” Said Ivar as he headed out to the harbour. Oh my! Thought Bertie, what an adventure. Croc tired to think of home, a swamp, warm and safe and very much on the ground.

They circled a couple of boats looking at the passengers, trying to see if they could spy the camera bag. There were several bags but none of them theirs. Then Bertie let out a squeak and pointed. There it was!!! On one of the boats. Ivar flew lower to get a better look. Yes, that was definitely it! Bertie was so excited he forgot to hold onto Ivar and leaned a little too far. He began to fall. Instinctively he grabbed hold of Croc and they slipped from the birds backs together.

“Brave little bears” Shouted Ivar after them. “Good luck” And he flew back to the shore.

Bertie and Croc landed with a soft bump on the canopy of the boat. As they peeped over the edge they looked for the bag. They couldn’t see it!? Then Croc nudged Bertie urgently. Bertie looked where he was pointing. It was another boat, and there was their bag! They had fallen onto the WRONG boat.

“Oh no!” Wailed Bertie and he sat down with a plop and they watched the shore disappear as they slowly moved further away!


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….

A brief glimpse

IMG_0329 Bertie & Croc at St Peters Square
Can you see anyone in the windows?

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?

Columns of light

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Bertie and Croc had had quit a big day. They were feeling pretty tired out, not just from their adventure but also from the heat of the city of Rome. They were glad when they felt the temperature begin to cool and the sun start to sink slowly in the sky.

They were surprised to find that the camera bag had not stopped its familiar swaying which meant that they were still out and about exploring. When it finally came to a halt Bertie peeped out and saw they were in the most impressive, open square.

The setting sun was casting long shadows across the square and highlighted the large pillars which made a semi circle around the central building. Bertie marvelled at the wonderful effect the light cast on the pillars as the sun dropped down behind the large building in front of them.

Then Bertie realised where they were….they were at the back of the Vatican. Bertie began to realise they were in St Peter’s Square. There were several people around them. Some of them sat, like Bertie and Croc, admiring the evenings setting sun. Others were walking around looking at the fountains and structures which were in the square.

“Oh,” said Bertie out loud. “I do hope we get to see the Pope!” Croc appeared beside Bertie and shrugged. “The Pope” repeated Bertie. Croc looked at him blankly. Bertie sighed and began to explain that the Pope was a very important person in the Catholic Christian religion. The word ‘pope’ means ‘father’ in Latin. The Pope lives and works in the Vatican. Bertie pointed at the large building in front of them in the middle of the circle of pillars. Croc’s eyes grew wider. He couldn’t imagine living in a house that big! He’d get lost!

As the two friends sat on one of the small pillars to get a better view of the building, Croc squinted at the windows trying to see if he could see anyone inside. He wondered what it would be like to be a Pope. It sounded like a very important job to him!

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!?”

Image of the ceiling in Sistine Chapel, taken from google

A little mystery….

A rare shot…..Bertie and Croc hard at work and me using a camera phone! I usually use my DSLR but on this occasion I decided not to carry my camera with me but couldn’t resist this shot!!! Sometimes it’s nice just to go out and explore a city before I become distracted behind a camera.

Where are Bertie and Croc? 

As soon as we’ve finished telling you about our Rome adventures, all will be revealed……

Palaces, gardens and sunshine

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Croc and Bertie continued to peep out of the camera bag, neither wanting to miss a second of the specular place they had found themselves in. Even when they emerged into the bright sunshine as they were carried outside, they still peeped out blinking in the bright light.

Eventually they came to a stop. Both feeling brave they climbed carefully from the bag and had a good look at their surroundings. They were in a beautiful garden. Croc snuggled happily into the warm concrete where he was sat…..Oh how he had missed this!!! Everywhere he sat in England seemed to be cold and it always came as a bit of a shock to his delicate constitution!

As they looked around them they realised they were in the gardens of a rather grand looking building. “Is it a palace?” wondered Croc. And then Croc saw something which completely grabbed his attention……..