Beware: Off topic, but something to reminisce about as people over the age of 50 are wont to do.
I was tonight sitting and watching something on television that suddenly brought back beautiful nasal memories.
It brought back a time when I was a scout (as in the boy kind) and the wonderful aroma of hemp rope, linseed oil, hessian sacks and natural timber as emanated from the scout hall. There was not a single whiff of plastic in the air.
The trigger was watching Downton Hall, an English period drama that in this case showed a guy dressed in an English military uniform.
What about you? What pleasurable smells do you suddenly find yourself breathing in deeply -- in your imagination -- as a result of some other sensory cue?