When i was three i went on a walk and my grandad showed me a bridge (stamford bridge)and i without thinking stuck my head in it and once i saw it close up i tried to take my head out but it was stuck!my dad was gonna climb over the bridge and my brother was crying his head of,ME!? oh i was fine.

I also got my first bike! The thing is i always had to copy my brother (not literally) so he was four and i was three and he had no stabilisers,soooooooooooo…………I HAD NO STABILISERS!!!!!!!!!!! Have i gone mad? yes, am i telling the truth?Yes!