Posted: 02/06/2012 at 22:52
Though it's not amongst my favourite scents, the smell of a flowering Privet hedge takes me back almost 65 years; post war childhood in Barnsley was completely void of flowers until the Privet bloomed. The only other flower scent from my early years was the Carnation in my Grandfather's buttonhole at my eldest sister's wedding. Even now, when I smell Carnations, I get an imaginary hint of baccy with it.
As a ten year old, I encountered my first rose; a great blousey soft blush coloured cabbage rose which smelled heavenly. To this day I'm still hunting for one to match it.