As a child I used to have to go to our local bakers every saturday morning to collect the bread my mum had ordered, the smell was a mamzing. On the way home I used to pick and eat the crust off the end of the loaf...
I can also recall the smell of the shaving soap my dad used, I used to sit on the side of the bath when he shaved in the basin, thought it amazing how he shaved his whiskers without cutting himself and how he seemed to look younger after shaving
EssJay: As a child I used to have to go to our local bakers every saturday morning to collect the bread my mum had ordered, the smell was amazing. On the way home I used to pick and eat the crust off the end of the loaf...
I can also recall the smell of the shaving soap my dad used, I used to sit on the side of the bath when he shaved in the basin, thought it amazing how he shaved his whiskers without cutting himself and how he seemed to look younger after shaving
Goddess4uThe Capital, Greater London, England UK3,131 posts
The hedges smell good when they have the white flowers on them. I love the smell as it takes me back to childhood. (and the flowers only come due to dry weather, I just found out)
MayAzaleaLeicester, Leicestershire, England UK1,128 posts
Goddess4u: The hedges smell good when they have the white flowers on them. I love the smell as it takes me back to childhood. (and the flowers only come due to dry weather, I just found out)
The mouth watering aroma of mum's apple dumpling -- usually one of the puddings sometimes served on a Sunday.
That lovely smell of peas and their pods when I used to sit and pod peas ..... and can hear mum's voice saying put them in the colander not your mouth!
And that smell when chopping mint for mint sauce .. was so glad when I had a blender, the chopping took so long!
MayAzaleaLeicester, Leicestershire, England UK1,128 posts
wittyone: The smell of fear when i got caught on a train track, what a close call.
The smell of that pink tablet the dentist's nurse used to add to water for rinsing mouths after an extraction ....
The scent of those children's AJA asprins, a sort of orangey scent.
The mouthwatering smell, of chestnuts cooking on the bar of the front fire grate .... and how impatiently we waited to blow and juggle them til they cooled enough to peel then eat their tasty nuts
The smell of TCP, an antiseptic used for all the times I had been stung by wasps and bees, also for all the cuts and grazes, stang like hell when it was used too.
Castrol R - My old man was a GPO Motor Mechanic in Brighton during the war and was also a Home Guard dispatch Rider and official M/C maintenance and driving Instructor. He had a Norton 16H 490cc side valve army bike issued for those duties which was his entire responsibility to maintain.
He was the chief M/C engineering and driving instructor for the GPO and kept his own private 1935 model 40 350cc Norton International in clubmans racing trim. It used Castrol R -
He used to take it out on some sundays when the roads were quiet in Patcham where we lived when it was at home. It could do over 90 mph as he had tuned it and he proved that on Brighton Sea front more than once when he took it to work in a borrowed Van where the workshops were underground and at nights he could work on the old gal and even his 16H was tuned up to go faster than any other home guard Norton.
jonntLost in the Woods, East Sussex, England UK3,691 posts
haunebu2: Castrol R - My old man was a GPO Motor Mechanic in Brighton during the war and was also a Home Guard dispatch Rider and official M/C maintenance and driving Instructor. He had a Norton 16H 490cc side valve army bike issued for those duties which was his entire responsibility to maintain.
He was the chief M/C engineering and driving instructor for the GPO and kept his own private 1935 model 40 350cc Norton International in clubmans racing trim. It used Castrol R -
He used to take it out on some sundays when the roads were quiet in Patcham where we lived when it was at home. It could do over 90 mph as he had tuned it and he proved that on Brighton Sea front more than once when he took it to work in a borrowed Van where the workshops were underground and at nights he could work on the old gal and even his 16H was tuned up to go faster than any other home guard Norton.
Intersting
Had a friend in late 60s with an Enfield 500,great bike but always had to carry a rucksack full of maintainance tools ..
wittyone: The smell of fear when i got caught on a train track, what a close call.
Used to play on the train track all the time as a kid (wasn't supposed to, but did anyway! ). We lived at a country railway station. We used to lay and put our ears to the track, and we could literally "hear" the vibration of an approaching train, even if it was a mile away! All good fun...unless mum ever caught us...which thankfully, she didn't!
PS. Am morphing from pink to blue - hopefully people can read it better
jonnt: Intersting Had a friend in late 60s with an Enfield 500,great bike but always had to carry a rucksack full of maintainance tools ..He joined Metropolitan Police as Motor cyclste
Have you seen the Royale enfield musket 1000cc Vee twin
Pity it's not available here YET - I still like the look of all the traditional bikes which have been improved by the development of materials, engines, gearboxes, brakes and electronic technology etc.
I started buying it again a few years ago, as I discovered that a company called Fentiman's make a wonderful version of it. Even just opening the bottle and smelling that wonderful aroma, brings back great memories of childhood.
I started buying it again a few years ago, as I discovered that a company called Fentiman's make a wonderful version of it. Even just opening the bottle and smelling that wonderful aroma, brings back great memories of childhood.
Ah yes, I well remember this drink, it used to have a head on it when you poured it,so I used to pretend it was beer
A smell I hated as a child was the smell of chutney being made, mum and my aunties would share the tomatoes and green beans and make chutneys with them, stank the whole house out for days. Funny how in later years I did the same thing and my children hated the smell too...
Talking of unpleasant smells...as we lived on a railway station, and my dad worked on the railways, he used to pick up the occasional dead pheasant that had been hit by a train. He'd bring it home and mum would boil it and give it to our dog The smell of boiling pheasant was horrendous, and like in your experience, stank out the entire house for several days!
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I can also recall the smell of the shaving soap my dad used, I used to sit on the side of the bath when he shaved in the basin, thought it amazing how he shaved his whiskers without cutting himself and how he seemed to look younger after shaving