A very good friend of mine once scared the shit out of me in a way that friends should not do.  She told me that there is an uncharted moment in life that boasts no herald and no fanfare but at which you have aged so much, you now like the smell of lavender.  I have never heard anything so horrifying and since that day I make sure that I smell lavender at least once a month to make sure I still hate it and my youth is intact.  It’s a bit like the ridiculous tests you do when you are 19 … Continue reading The Pearls of Age – dammit Perils!