Chuckle? We did!

We just managed to have a couple of days away with the caravan in Clumber Park, (Sherwood Forest) and then spent the Bank Holiday weekend with some good friends- plenty of great food and wine, and the kids had loads of fun. They are very resilient and have had a great school holiday despite the circumstances. We had had great plans of being in Europe but obviously have not been able to plan anything in advance, and even though we had some fabulous offers of houses to stay in, have been tied to Sheffield for the most part of the six weeks off school.
I have to go in to hospital on Friday this week for my pre-op assessment and my counselling session- fortunately I have got the two events on the same morning which is great, but the hanging around waiting for appointments has been quite infuriating. And next Thursday I am due for surgery if all goes well this week.
Last week I managed to put my back out again- it is usually an annual occurrence, but coincided with my two good weeks before surgery- arrghh! I guess I have spent 20 weeks sitting around and then, feeling better, I started to feel a bit more active. And Hey Presto! - my muscles obviously did not feel active! So, that too meant I was not able to do as much as I wanted with the kids. I was stuck in a chair, forced to watch Great Britain's medal haul at the Olympics!!! Amazing timing- got 14 medals during the acute pain stage of my back!!!
And then, Clumber too was great!
Daniel LOVES the whole caravan experience- winding the legs up and down, fetching the water, connecting the electrics etc, and it is fantastic to have something he feels so good about. We loaded all 5 bikes (optimistic that I could manage a trip out!) and set off.
When we were all set up Emily asked if we had packed the chuckle puck! Having never heard of one, we questioned why we would need one!
'To play with'
Oh, who would play?
'Me and Daniel'
What game would you play?
'I can't remember'!!

An hour later she pipes up
'I remember- the game is badminton'
We had, amazingly, packed a chuckle puck (and racquets!) but managed to lose it high in a tree which, apparently, is a very sad event. She couldn't understand why we laughed so much- 'you are supposed to chuckle, not cry' we said!!