You're Trying To Escape From Your Difficulties,

They Lay On Their Heathery Beds And Listened To All The Sounds Of The Night. They Heard The Little Grunt Of A Hedgehog Going By. They Saw The Flicker Of Bats Overhead. They Smelt The Drifting Scent Of Honeysuckle, And The Delicious Smell Of Wild Thyme Crushed Under Their Bodies. A Reed-warbler Sang A Beautiful Little Song In The Reeds Below, And Then Another Answered.

Oh, I Wish I Lived In A Caravan!’ Said Jimmy Longingly. ‘how Lovely It Must Be To Live In A House That Has Wheels And Can Go Away Down The Lanes And Through The Towns, And Stand Still In Fields At Night!

Mothers Were Much Too Sharp. They Were Like Dogs. Buster Always Sensed When Anything Was Out Of The Ordinary, And So Did Mothers. Mothers And Dogs Both Had A Kind Of Second Sight That Made Them See Into People's Minds And Know When Anything Unusual Was Going On.

I'm Good At Exploring Roofs. You Never Know When That Kind Of Thing Comes In Useful.

The Point Is Not That I Don't Recognise Bad People When I See Them — I Grant You I May Quite Well Be Taken In By Them — The Point Is That I Know A Good Person When I See One.