I-Spy...........Smells

This is a really difficult eye spy. I struggled with P yesterday.
Decided to go with perfume . Some smell lovely, some really don’t. But I can’t say any have a sentimental attachment. Although having said that I did stop wearing the stuff because Nan always brought me a bottle of Davidoff cool water for Christmas. When the last bottle ran out I couldn’t bring myself to replace it.

As for today Q ? No idea and don’t hold your breath for me to think of anything later. I’ll probably see you tomorrow for R

P is for Plasticine- the coloured stuff you could roll into shapes. It used to come in strips, with ridges on and you could roll it around in your hands to warm it. It had an oily sort of smell, that stayed on your hands.
Plasticine is one of the few things I can remember playing with in Infants school. We were given wooden boards to roll our plasticine on. One time I made a very complicated arrangement of plasticine (don't ask me what). At the end of the lesson we were supposed to remove the plasticine and leave the boards clean for the next time. My plasticine seemed to have dried onto the board and I couldn't get it off so I sneaked the board into the cupboard when the teacher wasn't looking (or so I thought).
The next time we had a plasticine play lesson, guess which board I was given!!

I remember the smell well. My brother, who was 4 yrs older, used to roll small pellets of the stuff then use an empty biro barrel as a pea shooter. Guess who was the target! Mother used to go ballistic at him, not for using his delightful baby sister for target practice  but for leaving tiny plasticine pellets to be trodden into the carpet.

As for my P smell..........perhaps I should phrase that differently (except after eating asparagus,  has anyone noticed how vile wee smells after asparagus) anyway I digress,  P would be a fresh ripe Pineapple so redolent of the tropics and my childhood.  Tastes good too.

Q

I was going with the smell of quinine in tonic water which reminds me of dad and his gin and tonics, then I googled and found out quinine is odourless, it's the botanical in the tonic. So it's back to the drawing board.

Q is for Quince.
If you bring a Quince into the house it has a wonderful aroma, sweet, slightly spicy, a real scent of autumn. There are only a couple of quince on my tree this year and I'm hoping they'll hang on for a few more weeks, when I'll bring them indoors.
The Japonica Quince is similarly scented and more commonly grown. Its the one plant I wish I still had in the garden - it became a tangled mess and was dug up. I think my neighbour has one so I may go an scrounge a few fruit from her - perhaps a cutting or two.

Rhubarb a smell & taste I’ve only started liking in the last 5 or 6 years. I remember hating it as a kid. Especially those horrible rhubarb and custard hard boiled sweets. Still don’t like them.

R is for Roses & Rose petals.
I like roses but don't grow them because of their thorns. However, Zephirin Drouhin is thornless and strongly scented. I can smell them from several yards away - the scent of summer. She's the only rose I grow (apart from a couple of roses grown from cuttings).
When we were kids we'd gather rose petals , bung them in a jam jar, add water and let them stand for a few days. Then we'd strain out the petals and give the "scented" water to my Mum and Nana and any of our neighbours we thought deserved it. They were always very grateful. Its the thought that counts!! I must try it again one day to see if it smells of "Rose water" or rotting petals

R is for Roses & Rose petals.
I like roses but don't grow them because of their thorns. However, Zephirin Drouhin is thornless and strongly scented. I can smell them from several yards away - the scent of summer. She's the only rose I grow (apart from a couple of roses grown from cuttings).
When we were kids we'd gather rose petals , bung them in a jam jar, add water and let them stand for a few days. Then we'd strain out the petals and give the "scented" water to my Mum and Nana and any of our neighbours we thought deserved it. They were always very grateful. Its the thought that counts!! I must try it again one day to see if it smells of "Rose water" or rotting petals

I used to do that too! I was to impatient to wait a couple of days. I used to shake the jar violently until the petals were bruised beyond recognition.

It just had to be sweet peas. Such a beautiful fragrance. I love it. There is something very satisfying about having a bunch of home grown sweet peas filling a room with fragrance.

I'm with you on sweetpeas especially having grown your own and perfuming the house. My choice will be Syringa, good old fashioned lilac so pretty and wafts of scent. No significant memories but my gran used to like it.

S is for Strawberries - Sun ripened of course - not Supermarket tasteless ones.
Also the Smell of Strawberry jam, Simmering on the Stove.