If it's not one thing it's another. Whilst the spoiling of the Muffins' fun by the Warwickshire County Foresomes is still fresh in the memory, along come the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to ruin the first match of the 2009/2010 Winter Season.

At 05:30 hours when Mr. Grumpy's slumbers are disturbed by the progress of the previous evening's Chinese Takeaway along his digestive tract, all is calm and dry (the weather that is - not his digestive tract). But, at 07:15 hours when his alarm goes off, all hell has broken loose and the predicted tempest has arrived. A quick call to Brett (who by this stage has given the greyhounds a few miles exercise) determines the need for another group text and by 07:45 hours the general concensus is a cancellation.

So, history is made and for the first time ever the Muffins are kept off the course and Dave has a load of bacon, sausage, eggs, black pudding and rolls that will be another week older before they are eventually consumed.

This is of no interest whatsoever to the dangerous brothers who've legged it to sunny Portugal anyway. 

Bastards.