Childhood innocence is ofcourse the overture to adulthood and it has its plus points. The brain of a child is usually less clogged up with unimportant and often unnecessary detail: is is generally more sensitive to the planet and often has superior abilities that enhance the power to observe, touch, smell and even listen. Bluebells, honeysuckle, butterflies and the smell of the colliery locomotive are unforgettable. The smell of the pit ponies stalls is equally memorable. I never had a problem with the netty and sex was not on the radar.
Adults can recover from their silly mental preoccupations. There is hope. The smell of wallflowers - unless they are ill and tired wallflowers - is utterly fantastic even to grumpy man. The feel and smell of early autumn is uplifting, as is the bodily reward for exercise in the garden - far better than getting bloated and constipated in some foreign suntrap.
WB
Sunday, 4 October 2009
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