Harry has long had the urge to go mountaineering. Up until now he has resisted the temptation to make another attempt at going upstairs, perhaps because he remembers the indignity of needing to be rescued the last time he tried.
Now that he’s bigger and much more confident, he’s made a few sneaky attempts to get to those forbidden treasures that lie upstairs, so we’ve dusted off the stair-gate and thwarted his attempts. Do we feel bad? Well, yes, because he gave us such a reproachful look and now spends a lot of time gazing wistfully at the stairs.