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The thread on disappeared job titles reminded me that there was a dripping factory, Calvert's, at Sheepscar when I was small. The smell was particularly strong on an evening and seemed to follow us walking all the way from Meanwood Road to Regent Street. And although, of course, we still have a few pubs, you don't seem to get that strong beer whiff that you used to when the door opened as you were passing.

mushroom factory smell in armley, when i was a kid, i can remember the smells of peoples cooking! waiting for dads to come home from work all usually at sametime.the smell of cabbage cooking in pressure cooker

The smell of baking bread from the bakers, on a Saturday morning when we visited Grandad in Harehills    

Dripping factory - eeww, bet that smelt wonderful (not) bet you had no appitite for your tea when you got home Think the reason for not getting the beer waft from pubs anymore is coz people are drinking the bottled knats wee wee and not real ale anymore It's amazing how a smell can evoke a really strong memory - one whiff of Play Doh and I'm 10 again

There was a carpet shop, on the parade on Whitecote Hill, Bramley, in the 70's. The owner was a man called Mr. Danby, or something like that. He used to like to smoke big cigars and the smell of new carpets mixed with the aroma of cigar smoke is still a fond childhood memory, I don't why, but I really loved that smell! Han.    

Phillips yeast factory in Armley used to make me very nauseous, especially on warm summer mornings. You could stink it all over. We lived on Mistress Lane which is at the top of the estate just over the road.    

Down stream of Tetleys brewery on a bad day, it can smell rancid at times, anyone notice that? It leaves a taste of eating raw potatoes in my mouth (I once did that as a kid thinking the peeled taties in water were apples for halloween) URGH     

The smell of wild garlic growing by the beck in Whinmoor, near where the little white bridge is, and the smell of the black sludge that came out if you stuck your welly in the muddy bits of the beck.Sometimes we used the wild garlic to make home made stink bombs, it was way rank after a couple of days in an old paint can with poo, pee and something nasty you found in the garbage.

The smell of shops serving'proper coffee'TheKardoma in Briggate was fantastic.Sadly - I prefer tea or if pushed instant coffee.The mention of Calverts on Skinner Lane,long since demolished and replaced by yuppie flats-not many sold that I know of and developerin adminsitration.As mentioned all pubs had a wfiff of beer-that was all they sold.The old style corner shop that sold everything 'a la Arkwright' had a smell you could not reproduce because everyone was unique!Lving my earlydays in back to back housing with cobbled streets newly cut grass and hay fever were things for the future.

Oh yes, mention of coffee reminds me that Schofield's Food Hall has been mentioned a lot on this board. They stocked a lot of varieties of ground coffee and it was the predominant smell in there. Shoe shops always smelt of leather and the cobbler's always had its own gluey, rubber whiff.