12 July 2005
... and I'm 7 years old again.
It's vile, vile stuff, but it works.
What smells bring back memories of childhood for you?
One day your remember me box will work and I'll be very happy. :-)
Sulphur. Or the smell of rotten eggs. We used to smell it on the way down to Durban as we passed one of the mines.
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Ooops delay. You can delete that last comment. And this one. I suppose you could delete the first one but that was geuinie.
I'm going to make a reference to Adrian's three comments above, so that they can't be deleted without rendering this one meaningless.
I shall then write something incredibly interesting in this comment, so that it can't be deleted.
Kilauea (in Hawaii) is generally regarded as the world's most active volcano. It has been in a near-continuous eruption since 1983.
The smell of 2-stroke exhaust fumes always takes me back to being 16, and thinking I really was the coolest cat for having a 50cc moped.
The smell of car clutches, brake pads and of welding always reminds me of "helping out" in my dad's garage. Would prolly have the health and safety folk in fits these days: a 5 year old operating the lift and playing with the grinder when his dad's back is turned! :-)
Duraglit. (I know that's an odd link, but scroll down and it's at the bottom; all the other images I could find have some new Brasso-style packaging that doesn't look like "my" Duraglit at all.) I used to clean my bike with it. I can still smell its heady chemical fumes and feel the scrunchy cottonness of the wadding.
Aha, in fact that's no link at all. Here it is: http://www.heritagelanterns.com/sconces.html
Germoline (think I spelt it right), I refuse to believe that anything that isn't pink, stings and smelly wont fix cuts and scraps. In fact I get my mum to bring me over tubes of the stuff as I don't trust the american brands.
Soggy cornflakes. ~shudder~
Carbolic soap. Reminds me of the washrooms in elementary school.
Linda B.
Yeast reminds me of holidays in Akaroa, where we'd eat (no kidding!) yeast on crackers.
Play-Doh. It also tasted very good too if I remember rightly!
My auntie had these plastic cups that smelled of oranges, no matter what was in them. I think there is a perfume that smells vaguely like it because I catch whiffs of it sometimes and it reminds me of Auntie Pam's kitchen. :-)
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