… that I’ve been here too long: I’m beginning to quite like the smell of sileage. Not slurry – that still smells like the worst nappy you’ve ever encountered, times a million – but when you walk past a stack of sileage bales there’s this warm, yeasty, fermenting-y sort of smell. It’s not exactly appetizing – not yet anyway – but I’m starting to find rather pleasant. Tell me you don’t feel the same.
No?
Just me then?
I’ll get me coat…*
* and hat, gloves, fleece, and extra socks. It’s still perishing up here.
December 2, 2008 at 8:40 pm |
There’s not much sileage to found here in surburbia so I really wouldn’t know!
It’s still perishing here, and everywhere, at the moment! xx
December 2, 2008 at 9:45 pm |
The smell is OK. The time to worry is when you start liking the taste!
December 2, 2008 at 9:57 pm |
William – I think I’ll worry when I start considering eating it.
Flighty – the nearest suburban equivalent is probably compost, another smell which can be pleasant
December 2, 2008 at 11:17 pm |
I feel the same. I was brung up with the sweet smells of hayseed and manure and they linger in my nostrils to this day.
December 2, 2008 at 11:17 pm |
I can’t stand the smell when they ‘muck spread’, I wll never find it pleasant! I love the smell of hay though, it’s a warm smell.
December 2, 2008 at 11:19 pm |
I’ve got two lots of compost on the plot which I’ll be combining into one at some stage so I’ll bear it in mind when I do!
December 3, 2008 at 8:09 am |
As for ‘country smells’ – nothing beats the septic tank overflowing, coming home to find the kitchen sink & downstairs bath full of the backwash. People who’ve been badly flooded have an inkling – but at least that’s diluted. The best poo fountain we had was when the kids decided to flush their boat, made from a shoebox, down the upstairs loo. I got off the downstairs one pretty sharpish! Though I believe the japanese like toilets with integrated bidet
December 3, 2008 at 8:26 am |
What is it today about sileage? Thought for the day this morning had the phrase ‘If the sileage bag of fate hits the windscreen of your car…’. Still, I know what you mean about the smell, it’s not entirely unpleasant.
December 3, 2008 at 10:20 am |
We treat our septic tank with immense care and reverence & just hope we never get to experience its displeasure.
I think lots of people (i.e. me, before I moved here) muddle up sileage with slurry, which is the stuff that really gives us that ‘fresh country air’ smell.
December 3, 2008 at 1:33 pm |
** scarf … you forgot the scarf!!
December 3, 2008 at 4:29 pm |
And that’s just indoors…
December 4, 2008 at 6:55 pm |
Freak.
December 6, 2008 at 10:07 am |
I like the smell of silage. It makes me feel like a kid again.
December 6, 2008 at 10:35 am |
Steve – indeed
Kal – plus you know how to spell it, it seems. Whereas I don’t… the advantages of a rural childhood