Scents that whisk you away...
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Sat in the docs waiting to get a mole checked and a young lady walks in wearing the same perfume/scent that me ex-wife used to wear when we first met, back in 2000ish when we used to go clubbing most nights ... I was instantly cast back to a haze of nightclubs, ferry corsten, Pete tong, Sasha and Paul Oakenfold!
Blimey what a flashback! Crazy how something so simple can work and effect you!
Blimey what a flashback! Crazy how something so simple can work and effect you!
Opened my old race bag which contained an old race suit, race boots and various other bits that have been sitting in the loft for nearly 15 years. The aroma of 2 stroke oil, rubber and the smell of the suit itself took me straight back to suiting up in the back of the motorhome, and all the memories associated with racing. Good times.
Apparently our sense of smell is the closest to the memory part of the brain, which is why memories are easily triggered.
https://www.psychologytoday.com/gb/blog/brain-babb...
High octane fuel, wherever it is reminds of my first time at the Goodwood Revival, 7.30am, a very cool September morning - and the first cars being warmed up in preparation for the day.
Locomotive oil - takes me straight back to playing in a scrap yard for old trains when I was about six years old.
https://www.psychologytoday.com/gb/blog/brain-babb...
High octane fuel, wherever it is reminds of my first time at the Goodwood Revival, 7.30am, a very cool September morning - and the first cars being warmed up in preparation for the day.
Locomotive oil - takes me straight back to playing in a scrap yard for old trains when I was about six years old.
[quote=MikeT66]Apparently our sense of smell is the closest to the memory part of the brain, which is why memories are easily triggered.
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Yeah, I read about that and it made total sense, stuff you see or hear seems to involve a bit more int he way of having to try and remember, but you smell something evocative and the memory just appears.
Feu Orange air freshener, being in my dads Capri as a kid in the seventies.
Tarmac, playing at my friends house as a kid, summer with windows open and some men patching the road, the smell of tarmac wafting through on the breeze.
Fish and Chips, going to my grandparents on a Friday night
Pipe smoke, my grandad
Japanese car interiors, my 350Z smelt very similar to when next door bought a brand new Silvia 1.8 Turbo auto in 1986 and my aunties Nissan Cherry
We got a bar of soap at christmas that was some spicey concoction and it took me back to my first day at school as we had a similar bar and I used it when I had a shower before going, not the usual Imperial Leather or Shield.
Diesel, reminds me of my dad coming home from work as a kid
Uncatalysed car exhausts are very evocative
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Yeah, I read about that and it made total sense, stuff you see or hear seems to involve a bit more int he way of having to try and remember, but you smell something evocative and the memory just appears.
Feu Orange air freshener, being in my dads Capri as a kid in the seventies.
Tarmac, playing at my friends house as a kid, summer with windows open and some men patching the road, the smell of tarmac wafting through on the breeze.
Fish and Chips, going to my grandparents on a Friday night
Pipe smoke, my grandad
Japanese car interiors, my 350Z smelt very similar to when next door bought a brand new Silvia 1.8 Turbo auto in 1986 and my aunties Nissan Cherry
We got a bar of soap at christmas that was some spicey concoction and it took me back to my first day at school as we had a similar bar and I used it when I had a shower before going, not the usual Imperial Leather or Shield.
Diesel, reminds me of my dad coming home from work as a kid
Uncatalysed car exhausts are very evocative
The smell of proper muffins cooking takes me back to the kitchen of my pen pals house in River Falls, Wisconsin (I'm from North Wales).
I went there for a month when I was 8.
When I smell them I can immediately envision the kitchen of the house.
Strangely, unless I smell them, I cannot remember what the kitchen looks like. I've just tried.
I went there for a month when I was 8.
When I smell them I can immediately envision the kitchen of the house.
Strangely, unless I smell them, I cannot remember what the kitchen looks like. I've just tried.
An ex from college days who I was mad about used to wear a cheap white musk perfume. I'm sure it was a Boots special or something but I whenever I smell it I'm taken back to driving through Northumberland country lanes in my old Suzuki, stopping off in lay by's for a quick fumble and then blasting out old Indie tunes. It triggers me more than any expensive perfume. In fact I recall a few years back smelling the same scent in the Metro Centre and then realising some frumpy middle aged woman was the source of the smell. Gutted.
KP328 said:
Hope the mole was nothing serious OP.
Thanks, referral to a specialist for piece of mind but my GP doesnt think its serious or anything to worry about 
back o/t I vaguely recall hearing the links to memory before but its fascinating

Swarfega and (a very very faint) Carbon Tetrachloride remind me of my dad, he has been lucky with the latter as its a massively volatile carcinogen and he used to use it so liverally for all sorts of stuff!
The eau de toilette that I have in my work bag at the moment (am out later): Ralph Lauren - 'Safari', original bottle from 1996! I still have a little left. Unfortunately, due to various requirements - legal and otherwise - to reformulate scents, buying the same bottle now would result in a completely different scent.
I also have 1/3 of a bottle of Calvin Klein - 'Obsession' from 1998, as well as 1/3 of a bottle of Issey Miyake from the same period. The latter's floral scent has definitely diminished with time.
I also have 1/3 of a bottle of Calvin Klein - 'Obsession' from 1998, as well as 1/3 of a bottle of Issey Miyake from the same period. The latter's floral scent has definitely diminished with time.
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t reminds me of my ex.