A steady stream of celebrities used to cross this bridge, but now it is empty and alone. Its red carpet gone, now it remembered the times when they could spout the names. Tony Blackburn, Phil Tufnell, Joe Pasqaule, Carol Thatcher, and so many more.

The laughter, the sunshine, everyone in good spirits. There were fireworks which lit up the sky. Bright colours brought this little bit of jungle to life. Now nothing. One day, the bridge hoped, would bring more fame across his thin walkway.

Until then, he would wait, until the pandemic was over.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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