I was going to say something disgusting ....
and then I remembered that's Bert's job so.....


It has to be the smell of fried eggs and moth balls that reminds me of my nana's house. She had moth balls everwhere. I never actually saw a moth the whole time I spent at her house and we would always have fried eggs on homemade barmcakes every Sunday morning.
( girlinthehole, Tue 24 Feb 2009, 18:58, Reply)