I was standing in a queue at Zara waiting to buy gift voucher when I became aware of the bank of scents in front of me. I can’t say I know too much about perfumes, I like the smell of clean, and I can recognise individual scents that women I know wear wear, but beyond that, scent is a language I’ve never learned.
However, as I queued, there was one scent amongst that stood out amongst the overwhelming wave that enveloped me. It made me smile. If I’d been alone I would have laughed, it was that nice.