I'm back and feeling allright except something is happening to the walls in here, they seem to be melting and changing colours, I'll have to look into that in the morning.

Good to see you here Beer and to hear you are also a funghiphile. I too as a young'un would accompany my dad and grandfather hunting the wild mushrooms. Being from eastern europe they were really attuned to the varities and habitats of mushrooms as this was part of their cultural experience. My mother and grandmother would preserve them by pickling. Have you ever tasted pickled wild mushrooms? One variety (I don't know it's English name) would turn the marinating liquid viscous and mucousy sounds unappetizing but quite delicious.