" But it isn’t well,” cries Tim, more furiously than before. “It’s very ill. You seem to have constituted yourself a sort of Gestapo. You’re exceeding your duties in a ridiculous way.” “If you kneel down . . .” “But I’m not going to kneel down,” declares Tim. “I’ve more respect for the knees of my trousers than to kneel down on a soaking wet path. Nothing will induce me to kneel down. The whole thing is absurd and ridiculous. Do you realise the reasons for the black-out? The black-out is intended to baffle aeroplanes—not worms. "

― D.E. Stevenson , Mrs. Tim Carries On