有时我们赚点小钱,但更经常的是毫无进账。有时父亲有工作——那是最快乐的日子。但我更清晰记得的是他多次失业的日子,我们没有钱,还得躲避“收数人”。如果母亲看到理事会负责征税的人,我们便会躲到大街的树后面去。当我们怎样都无法避开他的时候,母亲会对他说:“我会一周给你一英镑的。”他咕哝着同意后说:“那试一试吧。”不过,我们都晓得,这每周的一英镑 Sometimes we make a little money, but more often we do not make any money. Sometimes my father has a job - it is the happiest day. But what I remember more vividly is that on the days of repeated joblessness, we have no money and we have to evade “receiving people”. If the mother sees the council responsible for taxing, we hide behind the trees in the street. When we were unable to get away from him, my mother would say to him: “I will give you £ 1 a week.” He muttered and said: “Then give it a try.” However, we All know, this one pound a week