svetigpung Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 a (not so) funny story from Stockholm this week. A father was so appalled with his sons performance during a floorball match (sort of indoor hockey) last sunday that he made him (apparantly) walk home , after dark , below zero , in his shorts & shirt. He lived 7 euro miles away - that's over 30 UK miles! A caretaker spotted the kid , a 10 year old , and got in touch with his dad , who simply replied Let him walk , its his punishment. Someone else drove him home. Theres loads of rumours going round about what exactly happened and that was said , but the whole country are after the dads name and want blood.
trousers Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 That's nothing. I send my son to watch Pompey whenever he's had a bad game. Pure evil.
keithd Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 That's nothing. I send my son to watch Pompey whenever he's had a bad game. Pure evil. He has Childline on speed-dial apparently
skintsaint Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 What the hell are Euro Miles??? Glad i'm not the only one who thought that...not just me being thick then!
buctootim Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 He means Swedish or Scandinavian mile. The used to have it before metrication. Its about 6.5 imperial miles
jjsaint Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 Must be the same measurement that I use when I tell my wife that it's really 9 inches.
The Majestic Channon Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 He means Swedish or Scandinavian mile. The used to have it before metrication. Its about 6.5 imperial miles The swedish 'mil' still exists and is 10 kilometres, 6,2 miles
Lord Duckhunter Posted 13 January, 2012 Posted 13 January, 2012 True story, The same thing happened to me. Playing for an under 18 side the Manager took us to games in a mini bus. After a poor performance one evening (it was an end of season game) he wouldn't let 4 of us get back on. Told us to run home as we had plenty of energy left. It's slightly different in that we were 17/18, were only about 3 miles from home and it was about April time, but I still remember it clearly. One of the guys Dad's went round and had it out with the Manager, but my Dad just said "you're an adult now", before saying that perhaps I should have worked harder on the pitch.
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