"Alright, scallywags," Mark said, adopting a gravelly voice that made Maya roll her eyes so hard it looked painful. "Prepare to walk the plank."

They grabbed their putters from the hut. Leo insisted on a bright orange one ("Like fire!"), while his older sister, Maya, opted for a professional-looking blue. Mark, feeling the weight of paternal responsibility—and a competitive streak he usually reserved for Sunday league football—chose a heavy black putter.

"Fore!" Sarah laughed, fishing the ball out with the retrieval net. "That’s a one-stroke penalty, Captain."

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"Alright, scallywags," Mark said, adopting a gravelly voice that made Maya roll her eyes so hard it looked painful. "Prepare to walk the plank."

They grabbed their putters from the hut. Leo insisted on a bright orange one ("Like fire!"), while his older sister, Maya, opted for a professional-looking blue. Mark, feeling the weight of paternal responsibility—and a competitive streak he usually reserved for Sunday league football—chose a heavy black putter. pirate crazy golf milton keynes

"Fore!" Sarah laughed, fishing the ball out with the retrieval net. "That’s a one-stroke penalty, Captain." "Alright, scallywags," Mark said, adopting a gravelly voice