Of all these games, skipping was my favourite, especially on some summer evening when two of the fathers would appear in the square with a thick barge rope which would stretch from one side of the square to the other, then the kids would flock around to skip while the men took the ends of the rope, as it was far too heavy for a child to weald. As the rope rose and fell it would hit the concrete with a loud crack and the kids would sing “All in together”. The rhythm of the skipping was slow and jumping had to be high as a rap on the calves with that rope was no joke […]