Playing table tennis with father

One of my most enjoyable childhood memories is playing table tennis with my father. He had designed a beautiful dining table and had it made by our carpenter. It had a decolum top. After lunch or dinner, I would take some notebooks and arrange them across the table - these would serve as the net. We would then play the best of three sets. This was a lot of fun as my dad was in good shape then, and with all his biking he would move very well. I have a feeling that he intentionally made me win many times, so that I would feel good. The immense love of a father.