I also get to hear the sound of Merlins and of the Dakota when the Battle of Britain aircraft fly over and near my home. Never fails to send a tingle down my spine.
Regards
Nigel.
I used to be an optimist but with age I am now a grumpy old pessimist.
I miss the sound of F-86s, the Golden Hawks used to practice over my house at treetop level, along with frequent sonic booms. The dog was less impressed than I and would wimper and - mysteriously - start limping. I musy admit it scared the crap out of me a few times when I didn't hear them coming. Miss the smell of my Dad's tobacco pouch, and waking up Saturday morning to the smell of my Mom's baking.
Yet another aroma and that is one sorry, two things that awaken my senses......The smell of fresh coffee beans when passing a shop that sells 'em and best of all, the smell of bacon being cooked.
Another smell from the past is that of the smell of burning wood so long as you are not too close.
Another smell that I remember well is that of a Vulcan taxiing quite some distance away and if the wind falls towards you from it, the smell of burn kerosene is quite distinctive.
Now is there anything else I have omitted?
Regards
Nigel.
I used to be an optimist but with age I am now a grumpy old pessimist.