Have doorways always been this narrow?

I planned to get a good afternoon's worth of writing in yesterday - then I worked out* how to download Minecraft and started playing it online with my two grandsons in Surrey.

They are old hands at it and had to explain to me in words of one syllable how to go forwards, backwards etc. I thought I was getting quite good until I tried to visit GrandSon1 in the house he'd built. You don't realise how narrow doorways are until you keep walking into walls. In the end GrandSon1 said, 'I'll make the doors wider for you, Granny.'

After I'd asked them several times how to do things - and failed - GrandSon3 said, 'Shall I do it for you, Granny?'

After a couple of hours I dragged myself away saying I had to go and do stuff but no sooner had I quit then GrandSon4 phoned me. ''You promised you'd tell me a story today, Granny.'

Some time later after Stella the cat had got herself washed out to sea and had to be rescued by Fireman Sam it was too late to start writing. 

I'm not complaining, the time was much better spent communicating with grandchildren. 

(*Obviously I didn't work it out: Elder Son found all the links for me.)