My first recollection of comment on a smell was our Nanny baking a cake. We were allowed to spoon out the remains of the bowl as she placed it in the oven. We hung around the breakfast room eagerly waiting for 20 minutes and as the aroma of a baked cake emerged, my two sisters and I got more and more excited. It was a Victoria Sponge for my sister Michelle ‘s birthday and I think I was 2 and a half  years old.

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