There's certain things that my brother hates to hear whilst I'm cooking. Things such as 'Do you know what would be really cool?', 'slight change in plan' or 'arrghhh!' But the worst thing, he's decided, is the following song:

"Mushrooms
You're my favourite fungi
You taste good in stir-fries, salads and ice-creams
Mushrooms
I never got to know you
But now I'm making up for lost time...."

Although I can safely say, the mushroom impulse resisted, my fajitas were fantastic!