Memories from way back

It’s taste for me - picked some blackberries locally - when washed and sampled took me straight back to blackberry picking at the bottom of our garden as a very young girl…
Smells - Tar and newly mowed grass ❤️❤️

Hay & silage remind me of growing up on a farm. Pipe smoke reminds me of dad.Mixed spice & cloves remind me of childhood christmases.

The smell of a real rose garden takes me back to childhood we had a front garden full of rose bushes the ones you buy just don't have that lovely fragrance

Anyone else have camphorated oil rubbed on their chest and back when they had a cold?

Playdoh ☺️

Hot Tarmac when doing the roads. My dad was an Asphalter and I miss the smell, although I don’t miss the little black specks of tar that used to always find my white school shirts in the wash.😤.

I’d love to smell Avon’s ‘Pretty Peach’ again, in its lovely little container with peaches on the top.
I had a friend at school who must have practically drowned herself in ‘Aqua Manda’ every day. I couldn’t stand it!

Carbolic soap. When we bought our house the cupboard under the stairs smelled of carbolic. Despite a thorough clean and painting, I can still smell it when I open the door.

Dr Collis Brown's compound - it came in a little bottle and you just put two drops into a glass of water - and it cured everything!! My father said they used it in the army to cure eveything!

Homemade Victoria sponge cake, always reminds me of Sunday tea with the family.

Oil of Ulay & Ponds Cold Cream.

Voseene shampoo.

The smell of plastic toys.

Secondwind I loved Avon Pretty Peach too, I was one of the two younger bridesmaids at a wedding and we felt so grown-up with our gorgeous pink lacey dresses and matching headdresses plus the peachy perfumed cream applied following a lovely bath, and the talc.

Bought Germolene!!! DH still has the tin his mum gave him in 1967 when he left home for college. (Laughing).

Wrights coal tar soap was always at the kitchen sink.
A broth made with mutton and veg and generally called "kale" it's smell wafted downstairs and always on washing days.
Tripe cooking at New Year.
The smell of linseed that was all over the town famous for the production of linoleum.

Mansion furniture polish. Lavender

Thank you everyone. What a fabulous reminiscing. One thing I really miss as a Teenager I loved using Desert Flower talcum powder by Shelton, the smell was absolutely gorgeous. I’d love to get my hands on some now. I saw it once on EBay but I think the scent would have gone out of it by now, sadly. Anne French’s Cleansing Cream was like bleach, it’s left me with spider veins on my face!! What a gorgeous walk down memory lane this has been!

Sorry, Desert Flower Talc was by Shulton not Shelton. If I felt confident to buy from EBay I would take a chance and buy it from there. Another great perfume in a very small dark blue triangular bottle was the lovely Evening in Paris. I used to put it on and dream I was by the Eiffel Tower!

Warmglovesandsocks

Thank you everyone. What a fabulous reminiscing. One thing I really miss as a Teenager I loved using Desert Flower talcum powder by Shelton, the smell was absolutely gorgeous. I’d love to get my hands on some now. I saw it once on EBay but I think the scent would have gone out of it by now, sadly. Anne French’s Cleansing Cream was like bleach, it’s left me with spider veins on my face!! What a gorgeous walk down memory lane this has been!

I can remember Desert Flower, thank you Warmgloves and socks!
Brought back a long forgotten memory.

Mum’s perfume was Yardley Lilley of the Valley. Her dressing table always smelt of it. When the coalman a came, the smell of the coal shed permeated the house. Roast beef on a Sunday, the gas copper full of bubbling sheets on Mondays and my Dad’s garage smells: wood shavings, the glue pot, oil, rouge polish on the polishing motor mop plus the dominant smell of his latest hobby, he could turn his hand to anything.

Someone mentioned Parrish’s mixture, the vilest taste imaginable. I have no idea what it smelt like I used to hold my nose and close my eyes when reluctantly fed a spoonful by Mum. TCP, Gemaline and Eucryl toothpaste in a round tin.

JEYES Fluid, that acrid smell that almost burned the back of your throat will always remind me of helping my dad when I was young cleaning out his two greenhouses on his allotment st the end of the season. His trusty and rusty old bucket filledwith water and a liberal amount of the black fluid poured in and the smell of creoste, the old worn down scrubbing brushes and the rather unwilling helpers scrubbing the wooden benches then the glass and finally the floor. A bag of crisps and a bottle of Vimto was our reward, now I’m remembering Vimto oh dear 😅

Mum always cooked the best Sunday Roast , the lovely smell of it cooking, I try but it’s never the same

JudyBloom

Joannapiano, I have been trying to find Pond's Cold Cream and I can't find it anywhere. Please could you tell me where you are able to buy it from?

I still buy Ponds cold cream on Amazon for my mother-in-law, she never uses anything else.
Love this thread brings back lovely memories. I smelt the flowers on a privet hedge recently and was transported back to my childhood home.

My mother used Pond's cold cream for years, then changed to Yardleys which was pale pink.

Oh, that Jeyes fluid, Celianne, your post brought the smell back!

My DF used to clean out the greenhouse with it and put it down the drains.

oh yes I remember syrup of figs,,,a spoonful every saturday night, and couldn't stray far from the toilet next day,,