maggiebaby- criminal oh dear .
What a shame. Does you DH not know his mushrooms then and just picked willy nilly? I grew up foraging with my parents, and I know my wild mushrooms really well- and where we lived some called me 'the mushroom lady'. I often met some older Polish guys in the woods and fields- they seemed to be the only ones to know what's what.
Now you are right to be careful- and I never ever pick or eat anything I am not totally 100% sure- but some you really can't mistake for anything else. Like parasols, or blewitts or bluelegs or inkcaps, or ceps, and many more. If DH hasn't got a clue, fair enough, but if he does know then ...
Had DH thrown away a basket full of shrooms I'd lovelingly picked- I'd have gone berserk!