The Caravan [antikvár]

1 'I want a house' 'Jenny! Jenny, where are you? Come and look at this!' Bill Allen opened the door of their small, blue caravan. 'We've had a very good afternoon!' 'We caught the biggest, fattest fish in the river!' Mark was seven years old, and he was tired, happy and very muddy. 'When are you going to cook it. Mum? We're hungry! . . . Down, Sandy, good dog ! Your feet are muddy.' 'Yours are too!' Jenny said. She looked at their dirty hands, their wet trousers and their