Going back a good few years now, I was on a health and safety course before starting a new job. There was an odd bod lass on this course, she lived in an old caravan somewhere, anyway she was telling us about the time she caught a swan and cooked it in the oven, one day when we went away at breaktime, the tutor locked the door, after break as the tutor unlocked the door and we went back in the room the stench we were hit with was like stagnant water, for some reason the said lass had took her hobnail type boots off and left them fermenting on top of her desk