Fragrant Cloud

I think in perfume



The scent of a son

I have two children, a daughter and a son. I think I was alive before they were born, but I can’t remember what it felt like not to have somebody else’s – two elses, in my case – best interests... Continue Reading →

The Scent of Paris

I adore the work of Francis Kurkdjian and his eponymous Maison de... A couple of years ago I had the thrill of attending an event with him at Liberty, put on by my brilliant friends at The Perfume Society. He's... Continue Reading →

The Scent of a husband

I do have a particular husband of my own, but I’ve put the more vague ‘a husband’ here because – just as the emotional associations with smells interest me more than the specific notes in a perfume – it’s more... Continue Reading →

The scent of yoga

  I’ve been practising yoga since I was a teenager, when I went along to a class at a local health club with a friend and was immediately hooked. Although I’m quite tall, I was never any good at sport... Continue Reading →

The scent of hogmonay

Hogmanay – or New Year’s Eve as sassenachs (the English…) call it - is the most personal of the annual ‘holidays’ to me. My late father was Scottish - a Highlander indeed - and when he was growing up Scotland... Continue Reading →

I think in perfume

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