My Dad made me a stool with screw on legs (proper DIY) and he carried it around in a carrier bag and just assembled it in the ground for me to stand on. The legs would now be classed as 4 offensive weapons if you were to take then to a football match now:-)
I was probably at most matches on this one
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Dad's can be (and bloody well should be) great teachers. From around the age of nine I was the route planner to all the away matches (no doubt double checked by my Dad before we set off) but I used to do the map reading to the ground.