I’m sure we all remember these with horror or delight, my own were never covered in glory as I was too chubby at that time.
When my eldest started school in 89 I was at the peak of my fitness though and I came first in the dad’s race.
When my youngest was at the school 8 years later I was past my peak and trailed in about 4th from memory.
Back at the same school today to watch my 6 1/2 year old granddaughter come 1st and 2nd, she’s a very fit athletic kid…….thankfully no dad’s or grandad’s race for me to embarrass myself in.
At junior school best I remember doing was 4th in egg and spoon out of 8, the sack race I don’t wish to discuss!
Noticeable today though how they only let them run about 20 metres rather than the proper races we had to do.
Also, last place was also very loudly pronounced to be a “winner” ……no wonder we produce so many snowflakes.
It was character building having everyone laugh when you f o o k e d up and your mates all taking the p I s s.
