20-09-2017, 01:16 PM
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The smell of freshly tarred roads. As a child I remember being sent, with other children, up to the main road being tarred and watching the massive steam roller slowly smoothing the tar.The smell was very distinctive and supposed to be good for those with bad chests as a result of whooping cough.
Mmmmm.... I can smell it now!
20-09-2017, 02:14 PM
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I was just thinking, you could remind yourself of lots of places (and people) just through smells!aChocolate - Fry's Somerdale - the smell would waft over to my secondary school - brother - in - law...
Hops - catching bus at Temple Meads in Bristol after walking from Bedminster after work...
Fish - MacFisheries on shopping trips to Bristol...
Barbeque smoke - Africa, weekends...
Baby powder - my kids xxx
20-09-2017, 03:05 PM
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Originally Posted by Mags
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The smell of freshly tarred roads. As a child I remember being sent, with other children, up to the main road being tarred and watching the massive steam roller slowly smoothing the tar.The smell was very distinctive and supposed to be good for those with bad chests as a result of whooping cough.
Mmmmm.... I can smell it now!
20-09-2017, 07:16 PM
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Mags, I had a collapsed lung when a baby and Mum also was told to take me near tarring on roads! She often told that story to me.The smell of a damp forest or woodland reminds me of schooldays. We had a year of spending a day each week (or fortnight, can't remember), going to one of two different field study centres in the nearby forest, and we'd either be out in it, or in the classroom. I always enjoyed those days out and can remember the smell after it had rained.
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