Anyone who has ever been to a wedding, bar mitzvah or other celebratory event will know that the time to leave is when your grandpa tries it on with your girlfriend, or worse still your dad get's up and starts dancing the funky chicken.

We've all been there, watching in horror as dad cries "conga!" and the dance floor rapidly clears, except for uncle Barry and his weird pal who's tagged along for the occasion. What is it about dad's dancing that makes us cringe so? Perhaps the thought of ourselves in 20 years time taking to the dancefloor and thinking back to the long nights spent in a dingy noughties club dancing to electo-pop-trance whilst trying to woo the women of your dreams - at least that's what the G & T's said. Maybe he was a good dancer back in the day, but now, the moonwalk across the middle of the floor (it's slippery because your cousin spilt his coca-cola on the floor earlier) is just so wrong.

So what for it? Salsa club? No chance - too many 50 year old wannabe latin ladies trying to dance their way into daddy's pants. Tango class perhaps ... or what about just cracking open a can of lager and watching re-runs of Peter Crouch pulling the Robot out at Wembley.

Nah.

It's time for Dad to dance well, and where better to learn than Jamaica, relax with a Malibu on the beach and let people who understand the word cool take your dad away and learn him the ropes. That's the deal. Totallydaddancing.com are giving one lucky family the chance to do just that. All you've got to do is capture your dad's two left feet on camera and send it in.

Good Luck, my dad is a bad bad dancer and you've got some serious competition.