[West Ender]

I love the smell of fresh fish, always have. As a child I used to love walking through the fish market just sniffing the fumes. When I lived in Whitby, in the late 60s, it was a delight to walk along the fish-quay early in the morning and just take in the smell of the catch.

The smell of new-mown hay also puts me on an instant nostalgia trip - right back to the days when all the children in the neighbourhood used to help the local farmer get the hay in, long before the days of combines and bailing.