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Liquid latex. Reminds me of my childhood dog. She has mouth problems due to her breed which made her mouth smell like liquid latex (we tried to keep on top of it). But I find the smell comforting now |
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When I go swimming and I smell the chlorine in the pool. Instantly transports me right back to being 9 or 10 years old, all those endless swimming lessons, chicken soup out of the vending machine afterwards, verruca socks and having to wash the chlorine out of my hair! Takes me right back every time. Good memories though  |
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"Oh... I thought you may have licked yourself and pissed on a bin
Not recently
Typical Scousers"
I'm all for culture but I shant be partaking in this one |
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"Sea air reminds me of holidays to Leysdown
Haha we used to go there too! The excitement of going over the bridge to the island with the dog hanging her head out the car window!"
We knew we were almost there when we crossed the bridge. They've built a road across now.
I used to love walking along the cliffs. |
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Bonfires, always reminds me of my Dad, he would cut the grass and then use it to make a bonfire, I'd always stand watching him.
Vinegar, reminds me of summer days as a child, Mum always soaked the cucumber in vinegar lol
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The smell that a Greenhouse has when you’re growing tomatoes. It reminds me of my Grampy.
Miss Dior and Dioressence remind me of my mum, even though she’s not worn those scents since i was in Primary School.
The smell of pouch tobacco reminds me of my first serious boyfriend who used to smoke roll ups. |
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When I smell metal or tires. It brings me back to my dads garage. My brothers would fix them and would be playing in the cars and told now and again to rev the engine |
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Whenever I smell asphalt, I think of Maureen.
That's the last sensation I had, before I blacked out: the thick smell of asphalt. And the first thing I saw when I woke up was her face.
She said she'd fix my bike. Free. No strings attached.
I should have known then that things are never that simple. Yeah, when I think of Maureen I think of two things: asphalt... and trouble. |
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