I mentioned a while ago I'd bought soap because the smell made me think of something from long ago.
My parents came to visit and I presented a fresh bar of soap to them asking if they knew what it was. My mum agreed it smelled familiar but she couldn't quite place it. My dad took one sniff "ICI soap, it was either that or carbolic". Mystery solved. Not the romance of a holiday in France, no happy summer days, just chlorine production in North West England.
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