I’m sure there is nothing quite as evocative as scent. Smells take us to far off places and times – instant time travel.
Take cinnamon and orange. For me, this is the smell of Christmas.
Lemon and olive oil, mint, cumin- my travels to Morocco.
Sweet peas, roses, jasmine and honeysuckle- warm summer evenings in the garden.
Chocolate – Easter morning or birthdays eating slabs of sticky chocolate cake.
And there are scents which remind you of people…
Golden Virginia tobacco and soap – my Dad.
Lavender – my nana.
Johnson and Johnson baby products – my children when they were babies.
Lynx Africa – my first kiss with my first childhood crush.
And then there are the smells which simply make a place….
The smell of the sea.
The freshness and earthiness of a forest.
Candyfloss and doughnuts – a fairground.
The smell of chlorine in a swimming pool.
And then there are smells which are just amazing in their own right….
A wood fire on a summer’s evening.
Freshly cut pine.
Bread, just out the oven.
Sweet hay as you feed your horse.
Garlic and onion frying.
The first hit of citrus when you break the skin of an orange.
Tomato plants in a greenhouse.
Herbs when you brush past them… Sage, rosemary, coriander.
Clean sheets on a newly made bed.
The pages of an old book.
Scent… The most evocative of the senses.