Elf rang yesterday to tell me Marcus had been asked to go to an interschool chess tournament. We are both very proud. As it happens he beat me (again) the previous day. I am still stopping the game now and then, giving him the chance to change his mind if he plays a clanger, and anyway I am certainly not a very good player. But the fact remains he is five and I am 39.
When I got home from work I said "Marcus - Mum said you're going to be in a chess competition!". He answered (scathingly) "Not a competition Dad, its a tunnymimp, er, turneymonk, er..." It runs pretty much all day next Tuesday. It remains to be seen how they will get five hours of chess out of prep and grade 1 kids.