Rotten potatoes are really in a class of their own, the smell clings to everything. Because I don't like cucumber I tend to forget if I've got one in the fridge. Then DH fancies some and I find myself trying to pick up a bag of gunge!
One of the few things I cooked at school was scones. I obviously got the recipe wrong as they came out of the oven the size of marbles and I shoved them at the back of my desk. When I emptied my desk a couple of terms later I found the bag of fossilised scones. They may still have been edible if you weren't that bothered about your teeth 
Lest we forget what we have just lost ....


