Sunday, 6 March 2011

Advance Warning: Special Prize Draw On Friday

I don't quite know where the last twelve months have gone, but this blog is just a few days away from being a year old! To mark its first anniversary, I'll be holding a special give-away, so please make sure you come back on Friday the 11th to find out more.

Appropriately enough, this has long been the period of the year when my thoughts dwell on the subject of time. As per usual, in May, the demands of The Day Job will spill over into every free moment of my evenings for about 10 weeks, which means that there will be very few opportunities for perfumery or blogging. That's why I need to make some tentative plans now about the content I hope to publish here at over the course of the next few months.

But in the meantime, I've got to do something about a smell which I've inadvertently spread across the entire house. I was carrying out an experiment with indole the other day, and whilst it wasn't exactly a disaster, it didn't quite go according to plan. To cut a long story short, the material's distinctive odour infiltrated the whole of Maison Persolaise with alarming rapidity. Madame P is threatening divorce unless I sort out the problem. I can just imagine the scene in the court room: "Your honour, I can't live with the man anymore. Every time I go near him, I smell mothballs, unflushed and rotting corpses."

I hope you're all having a good weekend!



  1. My other half would have the utmost sympathy with Mme Persolaise. He is constantly complaining that everything I am testing - or God forbid, ask him to sample! - makes his eyes sting. We are not married, so he can't play the divorce card, but the particular odour you describe would probably have me forcibly relocated to the garden shed.

    Congratulations on your year of blogging! I only caught up with you half way through, around the time of The Perfume Diaries and your Basenotes features.

  2. Vanessa, the smell was much weaker today, so it looks as though our matrimonial bliss will live to see another day.

  3. Ah, the indolic nightmare turned real? I know how upset I feel when I'm surrounded by a smell I can't stand, but mostly that happens when my neighbors are cooking (the smell wafts up through the vents).

    One year, eh? I am looking forward to the coming year, and hopefully many after that. It's truly a pleasure to be a reader.

  4. Carrie, you're very, very kind, thank you.

    The evil smell appears to have vanished... until the next time I open the hermetically sealed jar...


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