The story
You remember the essay that we all had to write in the first
English lesson back at school? I hated writing it, mostly because it had
spoiled my holidays knowing that I was going to have to do it later. The weight
of the responsibility, making mental notes of interesting things so I could
write them down back at school. It reminded me of things I wanted to forget all
about on my holiday, mainly that I was going to have to go back to a classroom.
I hated school. People assumed I liked it because I was good at exams. It’s not
the same thing at all.
We had this family holiday in Scotland, one long hot summer.
I was 16 and I’d finished the first big round of qualifications. No more
English, as I’d booked myself in for maths and sciences in 6th form;
that and music. For the first time, I wasn’t going to have to write an essay
when I got back.
This is my scent from that holiday. Tiny flatfish flapping
around our feet in the warm Irish Sea. The compulsory visits to stately homes,
where I would daydream about growing marrying a rich bloke and living in a
palace. Things change. Warm breezes, ice cream, the sea, suntan lotion. It’s
the second British holiday scent I’ve made, but this one is very different from
Sunshine and Pancakes, more of a fougère style: lighter with a handful of
herbs.
The materials
For the suntan lotion, it’s melon, coconut and cucumber –
all synthetics as there are no natural materials that smell like this. Plus
vanilla for ice creams. For skin, I put in rosewood and a synthetic soft woody
scent. There’s a tiny drop of calone, the ozone seaside smell. Then I’ve got a
classic cologne accord made with lavender including lavender absolute so it
loiters a little, peppermint and bergamot.
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