Joyless gymnastics and the £2 problem . . .

 

The G's gymnastics class has taken a turn for the worse . . .

The problem is the price.
It's not that it's too expensive. Quite the opposite, in fact.

You see, in making their excellent apparatus available for just £2 a session, the organisers are suffering an unforeseen side-effect. The issue is that gymnastics is, in addition to being far more fun, a great deal cheaper than the average trip to soft play . . .

This has led to the class becoming overrun with children far too small to engage and, worse, parents not seeking acrobatic instruction for their offspring but interested in little more than unburdening themselves from energetic infants for 60 minutes or so. 

The kids in question allowed to run riot, the result is total chaos and occasional carnage. This is disruptive at best, dangerous at worst.

I'm not claiming that The G is Olga Korbut or anything but, like several other junior gymnasts in attendance, when allowed to focus on the techniques that are being demonstrated, she is showing a willingness to learn and a natural aptitude for a sporting pastime that has captured her imagination. Such is the disorder, her progress is slowing.
This is, sadly, just one more example of a feckless parenting style that drives me to distraction, and an all-too-common case of the few spoiling something for the many.
It isn't often that I feel the need to complain about something being too cheap but for this, for The G's sake, I'd be glad to start paying more . . .