IT’S A MAD WORLD
We all know that smells trigger the most vivid of memories. One of my favourites is a smell that takes me back to when I was 14 years old and armed with a regulation mullet. And it was a decent mullet: if I bent my head back far enough, my hair would touch the crack of my bum! And to cap it off, those locks were blonde — not the motley grey on my melon that reflects back
