Sweet and fragrant scents implied happy childhood attempts at mixing up cake dough in a giant bowl whilst being enveloped by a cloud of icing sugar and flour. Drops of vanilla extract landed in the dough and from the oven came hot sponge cakes ready to be topped with sticky icing. The air carried the aroma of ladies' perfume that mingled with other treats like poached pears with cream, salted fudge and pink wafer biscuits.
Through the front door the wind blew a fresh whiff of pine forest with its dry and dusty needle strewn floor. A dash of water delivered brown sugar on porridge followed by a dessert of rhubarb and custard. A thick and luxurious texture was framed by heavy oak, still dusty from the sawmill and a lasting finish of dry spice.