As we wandered through the supermarket, my little girl switched from the 'I want....'s to a fragrance. In a fruit-lined, fresh coffee-brewing, tins-bedecked alley, my daughter remarked that she smelled the neighbours. I think she meant that it smelled like their chique, urbane and yet so down-to-earth house there. I stopped in my tracks, breathed … Continue reading Mundane Musings
