Isn’t it funny how we link up different senses to experiences, places and times? For example, I got into my bed last night, the sheets having been washed. It triggered memories for me – memories of holidays in caravans with my cousins in Dawlish Warren. I think I know why, too. It’s because when you arrive at the caravan site and get into your caravan, all of the bedding is clean. Of course, the staff have cleaned the caravan and got it all ready for your arrival.
I was just very surprised that I’ve never made this association before, and it suddenly clicked last night. Another strong one for me is pinecones. The caravan site we use to stay on had many tall pine trees, and a dirty old sandpit. The smell of pinecones was very strong there, and that sap-smell always transports me right back to my childhood holidays. I love it.
Have you any like this?