Have you ever knelt down to light the oven and let one go, not just a slight disturbance, but a massive one which then wafts up and makes you wonder what has crawled up inside you and died. Ok maybe not, but my friend reckons she couldn't function until she had opened all the windows and lit an incense stick.
I enrolled on a 6 week yoga course. First week was I just going into some pose named after a dog (or sommat) and popped out a little tommy squeaker. Needless to say, I never went again! Oh the shame..... ; )
whiffey if her farts have a hint of dead pidgeon, I would suggest she does a bit of detox, eat 4 tins of beans with sausage, a pack of sweetcorn,some licorice allsorts, half pint of syrup of figs, stand in a bin bag for a while, then give her a good dousing.