In the summer of 2008, my friend Milo Goodspeed was kind enough to let me and Elliott Egan come with him to Cornwall and spend the week staying in his Grandmother’s bed and breakfast. One evening, while strolling through a holiday site, Milo or Egan had the idea of playing Knock Knock Ginger (if you don’t know what that is, it’s a game where you knock at somebody’s door and then run away, it may seem kind of childish, but we were just a group of fifteen year old boys) here’s how the game came out:
“So I’m gonna go first,” said Milo. “Watch this.” He then ran over to a chalet knocked on the door and ran away
“Very good, Milo,” I said.
“Yeah, now it’s Egan’s turn,” he said. “When you go, you have to say ‘Opps sorry, I forgot to run away!’ and then run away.”
“Okay then,” Egan replied and then ran and knocked on a door.
“Yes, what is it?” asked the stranger who answered.
“Opps sorry,” Egan replied, “I forgot to run away!” Then he ran away and all the person at the door could do was sigh.
“Now, Randall,” Milo said to me, “you have to do the same, except say something different to them.”
“Hmm, I don’t know….” I said. The game seemed fun to watch, but did I really want to do it myself?
“C’mon, you have to do it. Me and Egan have, now it’s your turn,” he said.
“Hmm.” I still wasn’t sure.
“Just do it!” he said, so I thought I may as well, it wasn’t harming anybody after all.
So I knocked at the front door of a chalet and waited.
“Hello, what do you want?” asked the person on the other side in a friendly manner.
It was then that I realised I should have planned something to say to them. In the end, I quickly said the first thing that came to mind.
“Hmm, well I like to eat a slice of bread every morning, but today I’ve run out of bread and so I thought I’d come and ask you if I could just have one slice of bread…”
“Come in,” said the stranger politely.
Meanwhile, Milo and Egan watched from a distance. From where they were, they couldn’t see who had answered the door, all they could see was that I had gone in. They began to worry. They both seemed to think that I’d knocked on the door of some angry maniac who had let me in either to beat me up or to hold me until the police came.
Back inside the chalet, the woman who had answered the door had wandered into the kitchen and come back with a nice slice of fancy bread. “Here you go a nice fresh slice of bread,” she said.
“Thank you,” I said with a smile. “I look forward to eating it tomorrow.”
They walk me to the door,
“Which chalet is it that you’re staying in?” she asked
“Oh you know,” I pointed vaguely in the distance, “over there somewhere. Thanks for the bread!”
She said goodbye and I headed towards Milo and Egan.
I explained to them all that had happened and enjoyed my bread.
So yeah, the trip was quite an enjoyable one, and this was just one of the more memorable events from it, I hope it was entertaining for you too!
“So I’m gonna go first,” said Milo. “Watch this.” He then ran over to a chalet knocked on the door and ran away
“Very good, Milo,” I said.
“Yeah, now it’s Egan’s turn,” he said. “When you go, you have to say ‘Opps sorry, I forgot to run away!’ and then run away.”
“Okay then,” Egan replied and then ran and knocked on a door.
“Yes, what is it?” asked the stranger who answered.
“Opps sorry,” Egan replied, “I forgot to run away!” Then he ran away and all the person at the door could do was sigh.
“Now, Randall,” Milo said to me, “you have to do the same, except say something different to them.”
“Hmm, I don’t know….” I said. The game seemed fun to watch, but did I really want to do it myself?
“C’mon, you have to do it. Me and Egan have, now it’s your turn,” he said.
“Hmm.” I still wasn’t sure.
“Just do it!” he said, so I thought I may as well, it wasn’t harming anybody after all.
So I knocked at the front door of a chalet and waited.
“Hello, what do you want?” asked the person on the other side in a friendly manner.
It was then that I realised I should have planned something to say to them. In the end, I quickly said the first thing that came to mind.
“Hmm, well I like to eat a slice of bread every morning, but today I’ve run out of bread and so I thought I’d come and ask you if I could just have one slice of bread…”
“Come in,” said the stranger politely.
Meanwhile, Milo and Egan watched from a distance. From where they were, they couldn’t see who had answered the door, all they could see was that I had gone in. They began to worry. They both seemed to think that I’d knocked on the door of some angry maniac who had let me in either to beat me up or to hold me until the police came.
Back inside the chalet, the woman who had answered the door had wandered into the kitchen and come back with a nice slice of fancy bread. “Here you go a nice fresh slice of bread,” she said.
“Thank you,” I said with a smile. “I look forward to eating it tomorrow.”
They walk me to the door,
“Which chalet is it that you’re staying in?” she asked
“Oh you know,” I pointed vaguely in the distance, “over there somewhere. Thanks for the bread!”
She said goodbye and I headed towards Milo and Egan.
I explained to them all that had happened and enjoyed my bread.
So yeah, the trip was quite an enjoyable one, and this was just one of the more memorable events from it, I hope it was entertaining for you too!
