Prologue
{7am - 8am}
"Do we has to go?" whined Connor, looing between his parents. The youngster sat swinging his feet at the kitchen table, a forgotten bowl of Weetbix before him.
"Have to Connor" reminded his mother hastily, serving out toast to her daughter as her husband maneuvered two cups of coffee towards the table.
"We do has to go Connor" replied the man, grinning slyly at his wife as he sat down between the two children "Mummy and Daddy's friends asked that you come along especially"
"Me?" asked the little boy in astonishment. He pointed his milk soaked spoon towards himself as it dripped onto his lap.
His father tapped him on the nose with a grin, narrowly avoiding the tea towel his wife threw towards him to clean up the toddlers mess.
"Can Jinx come?" asked Matilda, the eldest of the children. She smeared a dollop of strawberry jam across her toast before the knife slipped from her grasp, landing with a thud on the floorboards.
"Opps" chimed Connor, clapping his hands together as his sister glanced guiltily towards her mother.
"Jinx may not come" was the stern reply.
The little girl pouted at her father as her mother scowled at the mess that had accumulated in the first minutes of the morning breakfast routine.
"She can take Connor's seat" suggested Matilda, ignoring the two and a half year olds cries as her father sighed.
"The pets are staying with grandma and the children are coming with us; Gemma included" silenced the man. He raised an eyebrow as both children tried to protest, each remaining quiet as the captains gaze settled stubbornly on his breakfast.
"Thank you" muttered his wife, squeezing the mans shoulder in passing.
He grinned triumphantly to himself before clapping his hands together.
"So, where can my golf clubs go?"