The first thing I noticed when I woke up on Sunday morning was a mysterious smell. When Brian ('call me Brain – everyone does') awakes to a truly putrid pong he knows it is up to him and his friend Nerf to neutralise it. But that putrid pong is just the beginning, because life on Stinky Street is a riot of rotten reeks, awful aromas and sickening scents. So grab a peg (for your nose) or be flattened by the fumes!
