I’m oddly comfortable with the smell of petrol because it reminds me of my childhood in South Africa. I have fond memories of a particular petrol attendant who would make my siblings and me laugh so much that we’d roll around in the back of the car squawking with delight. I wonder whether he ever imagined, nearly half a century later, that little laughing girl would hold such fond memories in her heart ~ here’s to you, ‘Funny Man’.