Childhood smells

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Arry Awk
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Uno Hoo wrote: Cardiarms wrote: My wife's grandfather used to buy it as it reminded him of being in the Navy. He was torpedoed twice. By suppositories? Or mebbe looking for that elusive golden rivet!OOps! sorry chiefy! It's only the 'roll of the ship!Thank heaven, I thought it was a roll of lino!!

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'Arry 'Awk wrote: Uno Hoo wrote: Cardiarms wrote: My wife's grandfather used to buy it as it reminded him of being in the Navy. He was torpedoed twice. By suppositories? Or mebbe looking for that elusive golden rivet!OOps! sorry chiefy! It's only the 'roll of the ship!Thank heaven, I thought it was a roll of lino!! Carefull 'arry ,it'll soon be your turn in the barrel!
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stutterdog wrote: 'Arry 'Awk wrote: Uno Hoo wrote: Cardiarms wrote: My wife's grandfather used to buy it as it reminded him of being in the Navy. He was torpedoed twice. By suppositories? Or mebbe looking for that elusive golden rivet!OOps! sorry chiefy! It's only the 'roll of the ship!Thank heaven, I thought it was a roll of lino!! Carefull 'arry ,it'll soon be your turn in the barrel! Cheeky!

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as a small child,we lived next to a rag and bone yard.i think it was actually a glue factory,as the bones were piled sky high and you can imagine the smell in the summer.
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Dark Navy Rum in coffee at Christmas.The smell and the taste is still great. Good in a flask for walks too (ooh just give me the bottle and dont bother with the coffee)http://youtu.be/08QNfF78jb4

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Searched the site using the argument 'jam' and this particular thread did not appear in the results. Safe to assume then that my own particular memory has not been included here already.Growing up in Beeston was particularly memorable on account of the wonderful smells emanating from Moorhouse's jam factory on Old Lane. Raspberry and strawberry seemed to be the most regular occurrence but I can't think of one flavour which didn't smell great. Marmalade and lemon cheese were obviously easily identifiable, and also were very pleasant.In the summer of 1968 I got a holiday job at the factory and found that the smell was just as good inside. This was a contradiction to the previous summer when I had got holiday work at the CWS bakery at the bottom of Lowfields Road. The smell of freshly baked bread from outside the bakery was great, but was not the same inside.One other memory of walking up to Moorhouse's for a very early morning start was hearing televisions tuned in to live transmission of the Olympic Games from Mexico City.

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salt 'n pepper wrote: Searched the site using the argument 'jam' and this particular thread did not appear in the results. Safe to assume then that my own particular memory has not been included here already.Growing up in Beeston was particularly memorable on account of the wonderful smells emanating from Moorhouse's jam factory on Old Lane. Raspberry and strawberry seemed to be the most regular occurrence but I can't think of one flavour which didn't smell great. Marmalade and lemon cheese were obviously easily identifiable, and also were very pleasant.In the summer of 1968 I got a holiday job at the factory and found that the smell was just as good inside. This was a contradiction to the previous summer when I had got holiday work at the CWS bakery at the bottom of Lowfields Road. The smell of freshly baked bread from outside the bakery was great, but was not the same inside.One other memory of walking up to Moorhouse's for a very early morning start was hearing televisions tuned in to live transmission of the Olympic Games from Mexico City. I seem to remember some Leeds urban myth that Moorhouses Raspberry was pureed (not real rasps) and that they then made 'wooden seeds' to put in it.A second myth (? or true) was that Moorhouses pledged £500 to anyone who could prove/find any truth in the wood pip/seed story and so scotched the myth.

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Patexpat wrote: Being involved with the Keighley and Worth Valley railway for many many years I can tell you the stations department there used only Izal (or Izal style) loo roll in all the station loos - just to give it that authentic 50's feel! The trick with Izal is to scrumple each sheet (or plan ahead and do a few) between your hands and that 'softens' it, making it almost absorbent and less likely to give you/your arsenic, so to speak.

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The smell of sulpher has the LMS passed through Hunslet station.My mum used to sit me on a wall to see the trains go by LMS, LNER. This wall is still there but seems to have gone from six foot tall to three foot tall if you know what i mean.
No matter were i end my days im an Hunslet lad with Hunslet ways.

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When I was a kid in Ilkley in the 1940s there was a small "jobbing" printing firm in an old stone building attached to the rear of the Winter Gardens - I believe it was callled Emsleys. On the outside wall was some kind of valve which would spasmodically let out a bit of what seemed like steam at the same time as making a mildly indignant spitting sound. The smell of the escaping stuff was magic to me, a kind of mixture of tar and sulphur etc. I used to climb onto the top of the wall often and enjoy the spectacle which may account for all sorts thats happened subsequently !!
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