Should be creepy but...
...I found it strangely heartwarming.

My dad (the original captain placid of whom I have written before) had always supported my interest in the Martial arts over 20-odd years and had been to most of my gradings.
He'd been dead for over 5 years when I took my 2nd Dan at Aikido. When I'd finished the grading (quite complex, involving lots of knife/sword vs open hand stuff, 3 man free attacks etc) I went to kneel back in line.
The guy next to me said " Can you smell that"? - I could and smiled a little. It was the distinctive smell of Balkan Sobranie cigarettes, the brand my Dad smoked whenever he was out.
No-one in or around the Dojo was smoking anything, the guy in the line had never met my dad, nor had he ever smelt that particular brand before.
If it had been just me smelling it I would've put it down to exhaustion and adrenaline, but it wasn't just me.
Creepy? Not to me but it freaked my training partners when I took a pack of the aforementioned Sobranies to a club 'do' and quite a few mentioned they'd smelt them during my grading.
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 8:17, Reply)