Every weekend of the football season I part with £4.00 of my hard earned money. It goes to Corals on two five fold accumulators. Have won over £250.00 so far this season.
My soon to be 4 year old daughter is now part of this process. Every Saturday am I read her out a series of teams and she tells me who is going to win. Incedently she insists on picking Charlton and Southend (she likes adventure island) each week!.
This goes on as an additional £1.00 fivefold.
Yesterday she had her first win!!!! £49.00. Watching her charging round the front room waving the notes above her head was priceless. Letting her spend half of it in Smyths toy shop at Charlton saved me a few quid.
Anyway, this afternoon whilst watching the West Ham game she saunters up to me and asks if there is any more football we can bet on this week!!!
Evil father who has corrupted his sweet and innocent nearly 4 year old or just a bit of fun?.
BTW - she has attended a couple of pre-season friendlies and will be at her first "proper game" against Barnsley so if anyone needs any tips....:-)
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I picked up a ton on the motorbikes today, yay, though unlike most gamblers I'll admit I lose in the long run.
Got to be honest though, as a resident of Southend, the amount of times I've seen my kids pumping money into the slots is more than I'd like. More than once I've stood there silently thinking "hope he doesn't win, so that he learns the lesson I've been trying to teach him". But, bugger me, they always pay out just enough to keep them interested.
The important lesson she needs to learn is that you're only spending what you can afford to lose, and the enjoyment is in the participation - the winning is just a nice bonus that generally doesn't happen very often. As long as a fiver a week isn't breaking your personal bank and you're not chasing your losses, I don't see a problem with it.
Unfortunately, I have seen the other side of the coin with my 32 year old stepson. His Grandad used to like a gamble on a Saturday (nothing more than he could afford - a few bob here and there). When my stepson turned 18 he used to go with his grandad to the bookies and have a little flutter himself. Over the years I have witnessed gambling take a hold of him. He is now penniless virtually homeless and owes many thousands of pounds (at least £30,000 on credit cards). He also owes his mum and myself quite a tidy sum.
Gambling is good fun if you can control it, but a terrible disease if you can't!