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 
What were your dream names for your kids when you were growing up?


