What scents are locked away in your mind from your childhood ?

[win231]

When my mom cooked liver, the whole house smelled like something died.
I could eat it only after smothering it in half a bottle of catsup.

 

[hollydolly]

Hot Tar !

When I was around 5 or 6 it was only 15 years after the war ended, and Scotland had taken a battering , so roads were continually being repaired, so as a small child I was always getting into trouble for sitting down on the pavement while out playing, and getting still warm Tar on my clothes...

 

[Aunt Marg]

The aroma of newly fired caps from a cap gun

So wish kids of today could experience that

Even I remember the smell of spent cap-gun caps!

Baby brother had one cap-gun that shot the red paper rolls of caps, and then came a more modern version that were red also, but made out of plastic and had little nubs all around them.

 

[Pinky]

Hot Tar !

When I was around 5 or 6 it was only 15 years after the war ended, and Scotland had taken a battering , so roads were continually being repaired, so as a small child I was always getting into trouble for sitting down on the pavement while out playing, and getting still warm Tar on my clothes...

We used to chew that warm asphalt like it was gum. It's amazing we never got ill from it!

 

[hollydolly]

Another thing I remember oh so clearly is Cobblers Rubber Glue...

My granda had a cobblers shop, and the smell of glue was sooo strong..

 

[Pinky]

Another thing I remember oh so clearly is Cobblers Rubber Glue...

My granda had a cobblers shop, and the smell of glue was sooo strong..

My sister had a friend whose father had a cobblers shop as well, Hols. To this day, I love the smell of glue .. and shoe polish.

 

[Gary O']

Baby brother had one cap-gun that shot the red paper rolls of caps

Yeah, those...and a hammer

BOOM!

 

[Chet]

My mother's warm apple pie fresh out of the oven.

 

[Ruth n Jersey]

My 1st grade teacher who I was deathly afraid of wore a perfume that if I smelled it today it would make me shutter.
My Grandma making jam and jelly. The open kettle method which filled the whole kitchen with a wonderful aroma.
My grandpa would gather punks, as he called them, He dried them and when we would sit outside he would light them and the smoke kept the misquotes away.
Privet hedge. People don't usually care for the smell of the blossoms but to me it was heavenly because it bloomed in the spring and I knew I'd be out of school soon.

 

[FastTrax]

Who hasn't gotten high at rock concerts. Just something I heard.

 

[hollydolly]

Oh another I remember is my aunties, cheap hair ''laquer'' as it was called back in the 60's... oh that stuff stunk, it was very cheaply perfumed and very sticky. .. and I also remember the horrid smell of my mums deep red lipstick

 

[fuzzybuddy]

My bedroom was over the kitchen. On the weekends, my mom would make breakfast. During the week, we just grab food and run. I remember waking up to the aroma of perking coffee. Coffee was "perked" in those days rather than the "drip method we use today. I always associated that smell with weekends , and days off.

 

[Aunt Marg]

My bedroom was over the kitchen. On the weekends, my mom would make breakfast. During the week, we just grab food and run. I remember waking up to the aroma of perking coffee. Coffee was "perked" in those days rather than the "drip method we use today. I always associated that smell with weekends , and days off.

I remember the same... weekends in our house was percolated coffee in the morning, which by the way, I remember preparing and watching while mom and dad laid in bed, and family breakfasts, as simple and plain as they were at times.

 

[MarciKS]

my grandmother's rose milk lotion and the smell of the permanent markers we used to inhale and get a little goofy on in school.

 

[MarkinPhx]

my grandmother's rose milk lotion and the smell of the permanent markers we used to inhale and get a little goofy on in school.

Model glue and markers...amazed our brains are somewhat intact.

 

[Ferocious]

Hmmmm.....I produce some very intoxicating aromas, strange and exotic ones too.......especially when I've had sprouts with my dinner.

 

[MarciKS]

Model glue and markers...amazed our brains are somewhat intact.

who said they were? lol!

 

[Nathan]

First for me is a freshly printed page from a mimeograph machine.

I loooved that smell, will never forget! It's probably toxic though...

 

[Ronni]

My Dad’s Old Spice Aftershave.
My Mum’s apple pie.
The indescribable but pungent scent of my elementary school classrooms... every one of them.
The odor of my Mum when I would hug her...cigarette smoke combined with gamophen soap and some kind of talcum powder.

 

[MarciKS]

i remember the mothballs in the hall closet at grandma's. the staircase had a door. you went into this brief hall with an open closet like a walk in with no doors. the coats all had them. strangely enough it was a comfort. one thing i found amusing was the fact that i've never had a mothball in my house and never seen a moth. lol!

 

[gamboolman]

As I kid:
Fresh cut grass
Hay in the Barn
Corn in the Corncrib
Wet dogs
The smell of the Ocean
Burning leaves in the Fall
East Texas Kittycats (skunks) stinking up the air as we were trying to sleep at my Grandparents Farm - No Air Conditioning so the windows was open on them warm and humid East Texas nights....
The smell of the Auction Barn where the cows were sold at.

Now - Diesel smoke will take me right back to Delta Drilling Rig 40 in Deep East Texas - I was 19 or 20 year old and although that's been over 40 year ago - whenever I smell diesel smoke I can picture myself on the Rig Floor as we was tripping pipe.

Its odd that I have worked in the oilfield over 43 years all over the world - but the smell of the diesel smoke only brings to mind that one scene in my mind - clear as if I was watching it on TV....

 

[Gardenlover]

The smell of my dad's pipe. I still smell it at times.

 

[Aunt Marg]

Another scent locked away in my mind from childhood... Easter Egg colouring.

I can still smell the strong vinegar smell that would fill the kitchen as we all watched intently over our eggs set into different cups filled with coloured dye.

 

[Treacle]

My grandmother loved lavender whether in soap or a talc. Fresh lavender gives me a headache. A friend once brought me some lavender chocolate.

I love the smell of wood. My grandfather was a furniture maker and a really good carpenter and I still remember the smell of freshly cut wood - wonderful.