So many great smells….freshly cut grass, rain, the sea (although I often frequent Bempton Cliffs and that doesn’t smell so good!), fresh baking, used to love the smell of tarmac being laid as a kid, coal fires and getting the Christmas decorations out. There was a peculiar sweet smell to them, a smell that I’ve never come close to anywhere else. I’m vegan but must confess that the smell of a dirty burger van gets me drooling.
Can cope with the smell of silage and other farmyard smells, mowing cat sh*t and treading in dog eggs is not good but and the bogs at work are pretty bad as they’re on mascerators instead of standard plumbing but the worst smell I ever encountered was when a guy at work dropped his bat and the ensuing fall out cleared a large part of the mess room, people were leaving rather than endure it, and those that walked into it were beaten back by the pungent fug. It was still rank about five minutes after it was unleashed. All the while the perpetrator was stood by the water cooler looking reet pleased with himself. Made your eyes sting.