Having to miss the daughter doing hers today, which is a sh?tter. Apparently she's nailed on favourite for the Egg & Spoon!

 

I was always sh?te at running. Even the sack race was beyond me! But I reckon I could have put in a serious effort for the parents race today, if I'd been there. Saying that, majority of participants would have been the grandparents, and I've have felt like "Competitive Dad" off The Fast Show!

 

 

Any of you lot show Olympic Gold potential when you were nippers?

Very accurate post.

Lazy, overweight children are given prizes for trying and the REAL winners are not rewarded. We cant reward the winners for worrying about upsetting the losers. Bollocks.

Life is all about winning and competing imo.

No wonder the country is on its ass and never produces top drawer sportsmen.

 

The country is also on it's ass as when we do produce a top drawer sportsman, people are concerned about how nice a chap he is and how often he smiles.

But we do produce top sports men and women and that's got nothing to do with if you bully the fat kid by laughing at her. If my kid had laughed, she'd have been given a clip round the ear. Bullying's got nothing to do with 'toughening up'.

No way! Both my kids grew up knowing that dad was going to play to win. My lad can batter me, skill-wise, in a game of football or basket ball.

 

My daughter, also brought up on a diet of beat-me-if-you-can, has just broke the year 7 girls javelin record by 4.37m; a record that has stood for about 10 years.

Excellent! - are you still arm wrestling champion ofd the D household?

But we do produce top sports men and women and that's got nothing to do with if you bully the fat kid by laughing at her. If my kid had laughed, she'd have been given a clip round the ear. Bullying's got nothing to do with 'toughening up'.

 

Isn't clipping your kid round the ear for bullying slightly ironic within your household?

The whole point of losing/the piss taking you get from the winner is supposed to be the thing that inspires you to perform better next time and beat the fucker. If People get a prize for just turning up then no bugger will even try. I remember growing up and my Dad never let me win fuck all i had to earn it, whenever he did win the piss taking was so unbearable it made me strive to improve just so i could shut him up and take the piss back.

When I was about 12, me and my dad used to play this game where we'd get into a press-up position, facing each other, then try to hit each others wrists away, causing your opponent to lose balance and land flat on their face. The bastard bust my nose about 3 times in a row.

Isn't clipping your kid round the ear for bullying slightly ironic within your household?

 

 

I say clip - I actually mean a stern talking to, never and would never hit her as a means of punishment.

The whole point of losing/the piss taking you get from the winner is supposed to be the thing that inspires you to perform better next time and beat the fucker. If People get a prize for just turning up then no bugger will even tryI remember growing up and my Dad never let me win fuck all i had to earn it, whenever he did win the piss taking was so unbearable it made me strive to improve just so i could shut him up and take the piss back.

 

Shit, i'm glad I didn't grow up in any of your households. Sounds like an awful lot of willy waving going on with Freudian overtones.

 

Grrrr, you earn this son and you'll be THE MAN!

 

Sorry, find all this competitiveness with your own children business faintly ludicrous.

My 3 year old pisses on me at paper, scissors , stone.

 

You know - 1, 2, 3 go!!

 

I go on 3, she goes on 3 and a half and beats me everytime

 

Clever little bugger.

I had a faint hope of hooking Crawley. Wasn't sure how often he came on these days.

 

Seriously, comrade, do you subscribe to this piss weak 'it's taking part that matters' philosophy? Thank f?ck our forefathers who forged a worldwide empire didn't think like that.

I had a faint hope of hooking Crawley. Wasn't sure how often he came on these days.

 

Seriously, comrade, do you subscribe to this piss weak 'it's taking part that matters' philosophy? Thank f?ck our forefathers who forged a worldwide empire didn't think like that.

 

They did, but they had rifles and artillery and t'other lot had spears

They did, but they had rifles and artillery and t'other lot had spears

 

Target two in the keep net

I say clip - I actually mean a stern talking to, never and would never hit her as a means of punishment.

That's what's wrong with folk today. I used to get belted if I did anything wrong, it taught me not to be naughty. I'm not condoning beating shit out of kids, but if they're naughty a smack on the back of the legs is acceptable surely.

 

I also remeber, if I swore, my mum used to put mustard on my tongue, do you agree with this type of behaviour? - It clearly worked, as she only ever had to do it twice in my whole childhood

Target two in the keep net

 

What you talking about skippy?

 

I'm as competitive as fook.

with the exception of Phil "The Power" Taylor

 

As Sid would say, "what an athlete"

That's what's wrong with folk today. I used to get belted if I did anything wrong, it taught me not to be naughty. I'm not condoning beating shit out of kids, but if they're naughty a smack on the back of the legs is acceptable surely.

 

I also remeber, if I swore, my mum used to put mustard on my tongue, do you agree with this type of behaviour? - It clearly worked, as she only ever had to do it twice in my whole childhood

 

 

Hand on heart - I'll never hit my nipper.

Apparently..... "there weren't any proper winners"

WTF that means, who knows! And no parents race.

Gone to the dogs has sports day!

 

On another note - eldest's school report says that she was absent from her Geography exam. However, the Geography teacher has since admitted "he has lost her paper". FFS! Are all Geography teachers total f?ckin' gonads?

 

all geography teachers are benders.

Those of you with kids, do you let them win all the time when playing games?

 

No. My dad used to beat me a Subbuteo and Test Match all the time. Then if I did 50 kick-ups in back garden, he'd come and do 60, balance the ball on his foot, walk about the garden with it, then do some more...... just to let me know he was better and that I needed to improve my skills!!

 

Step-dad was the same with playing soft tennis on holiday in the South of France - always beat me, always!!!

 

I'm same with mine now. Though we don't play any of the above!!! Just Wii, Boppit, Scrabble, Cluedo, Frustration, etc.

That's what's wrong with folk today. I used to get belted if I did anything wrong, it taught me not to be naughty. I'm not condoning beating shit out of kids, but if they're naughty a smack on the back of the legs is acceptable surely.

 

I also remeber, if I swore, my mum used to put mustard on my tongue, do you agree with this type of behaviour? - It clearly worked, as she only ever had to do it twice in my whole childhood

 

Stephen Hawkins mum did exactly the same. A little clip around the legs and mustard on his tongue!

Did it do him any harm?

Stephen Hawkins mum did exactly the same. A little clip around the legs and mustard on his tongue!

Did it do him any harm?

 

Excellent - made me laugh

Shit, i'm glad I didn't grow up in any of your households. Sounds like an awful lot of willy waving going on with Freudian overtones.

 

Grrrr, you earn this son and you'll be THE MAN!

 

Sorry, find all this competitiveness with your own children business faintly ludicrous.

 

It gives you perspective for when you go out in the big bad world on your own. You have to compete for everything, nothing is given to you. You dont get fuck all just for turning up. Thats why the kids of today are such wankers, they want everything given to them instead of earning it.

Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.

Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.

but we were 'appy

It gives you perspective for when you go out in the big bad world on your own. You have to compete for everything, nothing is given to you. You dont get fuck all just for turning up. Thats why the kids of today are such wankers, they want everything given to them instead of earning it.

 

You are dead right, I put a lot of societies ills down to the fact that too many Dad's let their children win at swingball.

Our eldest is 9 going on 15. I'd warned her about being cheeky to her mum and being disobedient, she'd had privaledges removed, grounded, sent to bed, etc, but to no avail, yet only wound her mum up, never me.

 

Eventually I warned her that if she carried taking the piss out of mum then I'd slap her, no warning, wallop.

 

A few hours later, she pushed her luck.

 

Now I regretted it straight away as I've not slapped her legs for years but guess what.....good as gold since, apology card to mm the lot.

 

Fuck all wrong with stick and carrot.