I was on holiday with parents and were in France looking at the  Pont d’ Avignon bridge. When I saw the bridge I wondered why it was only a half  bridge. I asked mum my question and she said I … Continue reading →

They are all around us. It started like a normal holiday to France but it’s not going to end like one. They are watching us constantly. Why? Oh yeah, probably because my dad invented the iPhone. Yeah, he always ruins … Continue reading →

The bridge had collapsed- at least half of it. I had heard the crash from the nearby forest. The great sandstone bridge had been there for hundreds of years. The marvellous construction  had been home to many homeless people and … Continue reading →