Читать книгу Lost Voices of the Edwardians: 1901–1910 in Their Own Words - Max Arthur, Max Arthur - Страница 144

There were rows of small houses and we used to get a piece of string and tie it round two front-door handles next to each other. Then we'd knock on both doors and run across the road. One person would come out and pull the door, then the other person next door would pull their door. We were on the other side of the road laughing at them. They'd shout ‘We'll get you!’ But they never did.