This week the topic is:

‘If your childhood had a smell, what would it be?’

There’s more than one smell that takes me straight back to my childhood.  Two aromas are still with me today in the shape of my father’s binocular case and his leather wallet.  I kept hold of both of them; the binoculars are at the van and the wallet is in my desk.  I sometimes open the binocular case and wallet and just inhale the scent of Dad, which is still there even though he died 42 years’ ago.  His wallet still bears the old ten shilling note symbol, and there’s a little note inside in his handwriting, which says he’s just gone to the library and won’t be long.

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Another scent is the smell of cigar smoke.  Dad would always smoke cigars at Christmas.  Every time I smell a cigar I can still see my father sitting in his favourite armchair.
Another aroma is the earthy scent of wet leaves.  It was always my job to sweep up leaves in the garden, and also trim the ivy.  Here’s Dad in about 1944:

Dad

Strange, but there are no smells that remind me of Mum.

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