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Smells – My Top & Bottom 5 Smells

A top and bottom 5 list of smells.

There’s so many smells out there and we can’t like everything, so what makes my top and bottom list of aromas:

Top 5

5.  Ash/Open Fires – I love the smell of open fires and the scent of the ash afterwards (note I like the smell, not the taste (I’ve eaten some stuff that actually made me think I was eating a fire grate!) I don’t know what it is about the smell of a roaring fire, but there’s something warm and inviting.  But heck, maybe that’s just the old romantic in me!
4.  Bread – who doesn’t love the smell of freshly baked bread.  It’s one of those smells that you are encouraged to get your house to smell like, when you are selling it, before you have a viewing. The smell of freshly baked bread just gets your tastebuds tingling.  And of course, you can’t eat fresh bread without butter – the proper stuff mind you.
3.  Vanilla – just mmm, dreamy smell.  It’s probably got something to do with the sweetness, it reminds me of ice cream and cakes.
2.  Flowers – of course this had to be here.  I love the smell of flowers and my favourite are deep red, velvety roses. A friend of mine used to have an orange blossom in their garden and that scent was just amazing it reminded me of orange groves.  I have been known to walk along the road and stop to sniff blossoms.  It just takes a moment out of my day to remind me how wonderful the world is.  You should try it sometimes (but you may get a few odd looks!)
1.  Sea – my top smell.  There’s nothing like the smell of salt water on a sea breeze.  I definitely think I need to live near water. There’s something about it that just makes me relax and chill immediately.  It’s one of those smells I wish I could bottle so I could take a whiff whenever I was feeling blue.
So, those are my top 5 smells, but what about the ones I can’t stomach….

5.  Parmesan – now I love cheese, seriously love cheese. (Cheese on toast total comfort food). BUT parmesan just smells like vomit. So if you put it anywhere near my food, I’m not going to eat it.  Now I know fresh parmesan apparently doesn’t, but I think the smell is so ingrained in my brain the smell neurons are not going to change their minds.
4.  Lavender – much as I love herbs and flowers I cannot stomach the smell of lavender.  I know it’s supposed to relax you, but bleurgh!!!  Have you tried those lavender things you put in the microwave to pop on achy parts of your body?  Is it just me or does lavender, when heated, just smell of cat wee? Sorry lavender, but you just don’t do it for me!
3.  Strong perfume – of the ladies variety.  Maybe it is just my nose? Years ago I used to sell natural, organic perfume which worked a different set of smell buds, so to speak.  Now when my mum pops on her perfume – OMG! It just smells like a tart’s boudoir.  I think because my nose got used to natural, all it can smell is the chemicals.  Sorry.
2.  School canteens – I don’t know what it is they cook in them, but there’s something that reminds me of my primary school dinners. I think it’s some kind of battered yuckiness.  My primary school dinners were completely revolting – seriously there was no health & safety.  We used to find all manner of stuff on our plates, and as for the grease that used to ooze out of everything when a fork went in…it’s a wonder we made it out alive!
1.  Curry House – I don’t know what it is, but there is just something about the smell of a curry house that makes me feel nauseous.  I’ve never eaten curry, but there’s something about the smell of the restaurant.  It could be the spices, the oil, anything, but there’s something that my smell neurons just don’t like.  Such a shame as I’ve always wanted to go to India!

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Friday Poem – The Passionate Shepherd to his Love

A lovely poem by Christopher Marlowe, (1564 – 1593) an English dramatist, poet and translator of the Elizabethan era. As the foremost Elizabethan tragedian, next to shepherdWilliam Shakespeare, he is known for his blank verse, his overreaching protagonists, and his mysterious death.

The Passionate Shepherd to his Love

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant poises,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me, and be my love.

The shepherds’s swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.

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The Perfect Bunch of Flowers

I love flowers.flowers

I love the smells and the colours – it doesn’t matter if the colours don’t match either.

My most favourite are deep red velvet roses, and I always get a dozen on my birthday from my mum, because … well, you know, and she sends them from SC.

But if I were to choose a perfect bunch of flowers to get from Prince Charming (a girl can dream can’t she?) it would be made up of a combination of any of the following:

  • Red Roses
  • White Roses
  • Violets
  • Orange Blossom
  • Apple Blossom
  • Forget-me-Nots
  • White Chrysanthemums
  • Red Chrysanthemums
  • Ivy
  • Fern
  • Rosemary

The smell would be intoxicating and the colours a total clash, but it would be wonderful 😉

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