General Chat

A few years ago, at Bradwell-juxta-Mare, there was a maggot factory. That gave off an awful smell. I don't think the factory was there for very long.

ZZzzz, I'm not bothered by the smell of muck spreading but what a sound and dance on the local FB forum! "Eeew!! what's that smell" - every season! It only lasts a day FGS! They should sample some of the real pongs already mentioned here.

Ken..... :-0 :-0 :-0

There was a turkey farm round the road and, crucially, on the same sewer as us and they would swill out every evening.

For some reason, the sewer was not sealed in the road outside here and , not only would we get the stench but we would get the liquid filth floating past as it bubbled up through the manholes

My grandparents lived along the road from a maltings in Edinburgh.

An abiding childhood and teenage memory is of the strong yeasty smell pervading the whole area.
I can still "smell" it in my mind, and miss it whenever I go to Edinburgh.

The smell disappeared when the maltings stopped production in the 1970s, and the buuilding was later demolished to make way for a shopping centre.

Thank you all for replying. Guess I'm not the only one with a smelly back garden!!

I had never travelled north until 1974 when I took a delivery to Rotherham and Leeds.Somewhere around Stewartby, I was hit by the smell of sulfur in the air which, I would assume, emanated from the brick works which stayed with me until I came back and, as I had expected, them to be, the buildings were grey when I left the M1.

Net time I travelled north, about four or five years later, the smell had gone and most of the buildings were a different colour, a sort of sandstone.

It was as if the north of England had found a new era!

Stewartby was a huge brickmaking area and ponged a lot. I live a few miles from it and with the wind in the right direction you could smell the sulphur.

Bu that smell stayed with me right up to Leeds.

It was like the north, south divide even had different aromas.

I find London has a dead smell all of it's own :-P I never really noticed it when I worked in the centre of it but I do now when I visit

I'm with you there LG. We used to escape to SE Wales in the summer, blue skies, fresh air...... then as we drove back home along the M4, as we approached the outskirts of London, we could see the yellow grey sky and soon smelled that heavy pongy air. Soon got used to it again but we knew we were breathing in filth.
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I think my two favourite smells in the world are ploughing and harvest.

You would do alright here then Sharron I am surrounded by fields. The only smell that gets to me is the Onion Harvest it fair makes your eyes water :-D.

I am glad to be well away from there now Island I lived in North London and have nevder regretted moving away in 1970. I visit my cousin who still lives there and I can't wait to get back here.

Have only ever encountered one onion harvest but most of our local arable farms are lettuce prairies now so I don't always get my dose of cereal harvest aroma anymore.

We have mainly cereals, onions and sprouts around here

Evolving quickly here

All the flocks went long ago, I doubt there are any bullocks in the village now and only one dairy farm which makes ice-cream now.

The two LSA are gone so there is not much horticulture now even.

It's turning in to a posh housing estate where we oiks can't afford to live.

Each Easter holiday we would travel from S W London to the south coast competing to see who could smell the sea ( the seaweed really) first. I don’t remember a competition to see who could smell the London smell first.

You would have to be pretty close to smell the sea.

I can only remember being able to smell it from home once and the was probably around 1960. That must have been the wind behind a spring tide I would think, puffing it up our way.

We have a dairy farmer just down the road and on a hot day you need to hold your nose as you walk past the fields. Thinking about it it smells in the cool weather too.

Ah, but Sharron. I did clarify it by saying it was really the seaweed - along the Worthing area coast line. This was in the days they just left it to rot.

What about the outside toilets where the human waste had to be taken away, don't think the snowflakes could deal with that.