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2020 Grateful 4: 7scents (re)visited

I find being in the city very stressful. Shop assistants seem to fall into one of two camps: those who are extremely helpful and lovely, and those who would rather see me dead than help me. No, it’s not a language thing. Yes, it could well be a bias against foreigners, but to be fair, I didn’t stick around to see if the nasties were any nicer to Hungarians than they were to me. In any event, it left me in bad humour and all too ready to get on the train back to the village.  But I had one last stop to make. Read more

7scents

I have a peculiarly impulsive sense of smell that has led me to stopping random people and commenting on the scent they’re wearing. Women usually smile, take the compliment in their stride, and volunteer the name of their perfume. Men, once they get over my brazenness, seem inordinately chuffed that someone even noticed. Read more