So this is just a passing observation and I don’t know what made me think of this this morning.
The other day Alex – when we were having our prolonged hug – suddenly said he disliked my perfume – well he helped me choose it and I really like it – but obviously now it brings back a memory which he really doesn’t like – sad – especially as it’s called Very Irresistable!
Anyway I got to thinking about how smell is so emotive. I remember when he first left I used to curl up in his dressing gown as it I found it so comforting.
Some people don’t have a sense of smell – which must be so sad for them. And it is so difficult to describe. The only thing I have ever come up with is “Lychees taste as Roses smell”