My house smells wonderful!
I hope it never smells anything but wonderful but today it is extra wonderful because it smells of the second batch of chutney which is bubbling away in the kitchen. Yesterday I was given a huge bag of Victoria plums and now I've got plum jam and plum and apple chutney cooling.
Aren't smells evocative! One whiff of Wright's Coal Tar soap and I'm taken back over fifty years to my grandma's farmhouse kitchen. Bread baking takes me back to childhood when my Mother usually baked her own. I'm ashamed to say that back then a white sliced loaf was a rare treat and I couldn't understand why Mother didn't buy it all the time like my friends' mothers did. Sweet peas bring memories of the garden when I was a child - I've never found any sweet peas as richly perfumed as those. On the other hand cooking cabbage (or rather the stale after pong of cooking cabbage) brings to mind the school dining room. Even today the smell of a freshly picked tomato or home made sausages sizzling in the pan makes me feel excited.
I'm not a great fan of air fresheners, of scented candles and the like. Synthetic daffodil can't compare with the fresh clove smell of pinks from the garden.
And I've never yet smelt an air freshener which takes me back to childhood.