'Where are you?" Bethany demands over the phone, 'we are almost leaving and the kids haven't seen you yet."

After waiting and listening for a while, she rolls her eyes. 'No, don't give me the bullshit excuse called work ‘cause we both know that is not it."

'Good, better get yourself here or I'm gonna have to come and drag it from where ever you are." After the hard threat, she ends the call and turns to me with a mischievous look, 'He's on his way."

I give her a sceptical ...