Quote: Hercules Grytpype Thynne @ 14th December 2015, 11:36 PM GMT60/40 in my favour on our truffle deal and I'll tell you.
Much as I would like to continue this interesting chat I'm afraid I have to go to bed now. Nighty night, pyjamas pyjamas.
Oo, I feel like performing that song from The Sound of Music Now.
Quote: A Horseradish @ 14th December 2015, 11:38 PM GMTIf you eat purple or paint your front door purple you get schizophrenia. It's the combination of the red and the blue. They should always be separated out and oppositional. Luckily, I don't have schizophrenia but when I was young I used to close my eyes and wait to see what colour I was seeing in my head. Then I used to bring whatever colour it was towards me with the power of my mind. It led to long term problems with my visual cortex but I also became music rather than flesh and blood which has its pluses and its minuess. Smells. Ah yes, that was my lovely Nan - bottles of Guinness, tubs of cockles and winkles and the smell of the plastic cover on her bible.
You're munching those purple pills again ain't yer - what did I tell you about them. Those naughty people on the street are only in it for the money. You must not believe everything they say.
Quote: Hercules Grytpype Thynne @ 14th December 2015, 11:41 PM GMTYou're munching those purple pills again ain't yer - what did I tell you about them. Those naughty people on the street are only in it for the money. You must not believe everything they say.
Skol - imported to the corner shop - 2.8.
Shandy basically - I didn't think there was such a thing but I have to keep my hand moving.
It is one of the safer ways.
I smelled something the other day that Took Me Back to my childhood the other day, the smell of a old book and I love the smell of a vespa or lambretta starting up.
Living in Australia and having many gum trees around the air smells like eucalyptus, so a couple of years ago while in LA zoo we went into the Australia enclosure and the smell of the eucalyptus made me think of home.
I also love the smell of aviation fuel.
Strumpet
The smell of a pipe always reminds me of long-gone male relatives. A tin of Golden Virginia evokes thoughts of my late maternal grandmother, but unfortunately so does the reek of an unwashed body 
Quote: TheBlueNun @ 15th December 2015, 10:01 AM GMTThe smell of a pipe always reminds me of long-gone male relatives. A tin of Golden Virginia evokes thoughts of my late maternal grandmother
I have a vision now of some old lady stoking up a large gnarled briar. What a character she must have been. 
Surprised that no one as yet has mentioned the smell of teen spirit.
Quote: Hercules Grytpype Thynne @ 15th December 2015, 10:07 AM GMT
She was a right lazy old whatsit and spent the final twenty or so years of her life rolling her own whilst watching as much TV as she possibly could. She also eschewed soap. My grandfather once made the heinmous decision to book a holiday during Wimbledon fortnight.
Quote: A Horseradish @ 15th December 2015, 10:18 AM GMTSurprised that no one as yet has mentioned the smell of teen spirit.
Didn't Messrs Cobain, Grohl et al name that after a bodyspray aimed at adolescents? Oh, you have just reminded me of the smell of Revlon's Charlie and The Body Shop's White Musk.
Quote: TheBlueNun @ 15th December 2015, 10:25 AM GMTShe was a right lazy old whatsit and spent the final twenty or so years of her life rolling her own whilst watching as much TV as she possibly could. She also eschewed soap. My grandfather once made the heinmous decision to book a holiday during Wimbledon fortnight.
Didn't Messrs Cobain, Grohl et al name that after a bodyspray aimed at adolescents? Oh, you have just reminded me of the smell of Revlon's Charlie and The Body Shop's White Musk.
That reminds me of smells that have bad memories - my arsehole of a brother-in-law always used/wore Brut, and so I can't stand the smell of it!! 
Not that I ever like the stink of it anyway previous to that - he just reinforced my hatred.
Quote: Hercules Grytpype Thynne @ 15th December 2015, 10:59 AM GMTThat reminds me of smells that have bad memories - my arsehole of a brother-in-law always used/wore Brut, and so I can't stand the smell of it!!
Not that I ever like the stink of it anyway previous to that - he just reinforced my hatred.
Brut was pretty pungent stuff wasn't it? Ditto most of those 70s and 80s scents, including the awful 'Poison'. My mother had a thing about CKOne - i.e. she hated it. I ended up giving my bottle to a colleague.
