Smoke from the fire, always lingering in my hair from multiple attempts to blow it back in to life.
Damp cat, does he have to jump up on me the moment he comes in the door?!
Oil, diesel and grease on G. The gore-tex winter uniform soaks it up and it sticks to him all winter.
Frost. Those mornings when you don't even need to look outside to know the car will be caked in ice.
Rum. Hot rum, with blackcurrant and honey. This year we've added green ginger wine too. Yum...
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