Oh dear...

We need to buy all the white goods for the new house.  Kind of exciting, kind of daunting.  My husband is brilliant at research (or, to put it another way, is happy to spend hours looking at the latest whatever it is that we need / want).  So today we were having a brief look at cookers, whether to have induction hob or not.. we couldn't make the decision. 

Fast forward a couple of hours, and dinner was about to go on - and somehow the plastic cheese box was on top of the hob, which somehow had been switched on. It was the toxic smell and steaming hob that gave the game away.  Amazingly (and unexpectedly) it all cleaned up.  The box and cheese were consigned to the bin.  The decision about which type of hob to have was answered - we're going induction.