“Daddy are you ready for the weekend?” she asked smiling up at me. It was Friday night I just got home from work to hear that my loving wife had booked a long weekend away at a country resort for my daughter and myself. It sounded like a relaxing weekend of spas and drinks, maybe the odd game of tennis; to get away from the city would be fabulous. “Of course, honey, your mother has put things in a bag for me, so I think w...