there are a few things that send me straight back. the smell you get during a hot spell in summer when there is a short light shower. suddenly you realise that the smell of the air has changed; it was dusty and tired and suddenly its clean and cool. heaven, and only lasting for a minute.
the smell i remember from the old timber stand at Franklins Gardens. combination of late autumn, faint pipe smoke and wintergreen liniment. i can almost feel it, the excitement, the spectacle. and walking back past the old railway station to get the green bus home.
building dams in the stream in the village.
the old co-op with the tubs for biscuits, and the bacon slicer.
the co-op in town with the vacuum tube system that sent the payment up to the account office and returned the receipt and change.
my mother's co-op divi number - 22233.
frost ferns on the windows.
having only 2 channels on tv - black and white too.
probably no more than 20% of famlies in the village having a car - one, not one each!
playing round the farmyard at my mates dads farm.
supercar, fireball xl5.
the outdoor swimming pool at middy meadow in northampton - with diving boards.
stop me now, or i'll turn into a 'it's all gone downhill' type
memories...
cheers
nigel