The air was dry and dusty and tickled the nose like white pepper. Old leather gardening gloves sat on a bench beside dried flowers and a bundle of heather. There was a box of potatoes, freshly dug up and still attached to clumps of clean earth. Sweet notes came from tins of lemon bonbons and chalky fruit sweets with squidgy marshmallows whilst a gentle spice came in the form of ginger and creamed horseradish sauce.

Fruity flavours drew from tomato plants and apricots with rye bread before the finish delivered pine cones and dried mushrooms dusted with cocoa powder, and sitting on a bed of wood chips.