Discombobulated!

 Back blip, from Saturday. Our last stroll along the Thames path. Afterwards we went over to Surbiton to mind the children for a couple of hours. 

Nix showed me her school work - she's a keen bean - and announced proudly that she could spell discombobulate. And she could - and I discovered that I've been spelling it wrong (without the first 'b'). Not that it's a word I use much, but still, rather humiliating to be corrected by an 8 year old.