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Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 16:38
by 511Flyer
The smell of 12 airmen, all living, smoking, farting, boozing, unwashed, oily overalls, in a room together. Absolutely disgusting, but I loved it!

:agree:

Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 17:51
by Nigel H-J
Been sitting here tonight and realised my dog's farts haven't changed their aroma over the years.
:rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 18:35
by DogTailRed2
The smell of my Dad putting petrol in the Zephyr. Petrol just doesn't smell the same.
The sweaty pot of maggotts when we used to go fishing and Dads canvas rod bag.
Old electrical equipment like my sisters Dansett record player.
The inside of a No36 Routemaster.
Smiffield Market early morning and the inside of Dads refrigerated lorry.
Old Paint.
Model Glue.
Marker Pens.

Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 20:58
by Nigel H-J
The smell of my Dad putting petrol in the Zephyr. Petrol just doesn't smell the same.
Now that brought back memories of the seventies for me when in haulage, filling up with diesel as you got to near the top of the tank it was frothing so you had to wait for it to settle before adding more in small squirts and the smell....................oh, not very pleasant and it seemed to hang onto your clothes for days and days.

Driving with BRS on the Grimsby Fish Contract all fish were loaded up into the 40ft trailers in boxes filled with ice (we did not have freezer controlled trailers) and of course there would be some melting of the ice which went into 2 tanks at the bottom of the trailers. During the heatwave of 1976 (I think it was) the ice melted a bit quicker and the smell of the fish would waft behind my artic and when stopped at traffic lights it didn't half pong!! :lol:

Regards
Nigel.

Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 21:18
by FlyTexas
Mimeograph ink. *sniiiiiiif* Ahhhhhh. :)

Brian

Re: Lost aromas

Posted: 23 Apr 2020, 21:21
by Buggyman
Ah yes, the smell of petrol and diesel.

In 1966/7 I was in Aden and without 'gainful employment' and stuck on the POL point refuelling all the vehicles used from Land Rovers to Saracen armoured cars. With the heat at around 120 in the shade we were limited to 1/2 hour stints on the fuel point because of the heat and also because the fumes really got to you and made one feel very nauseous and thick headed.

Never forget the harsh smell of the petrol and the lingering oily smell of the diesel even now.

ATB


Allan