My mum changed out of her work clothes as soon as she got home

Sometimes if I was rained off, I would pick her up from the tannery, parking outside of the Hen & Chickens as was.

I could smell the leather and dye off her when she got in my Alpine Green Mini (loved that car)

I was working out at a place called Hough Green, the GF was an old Scouser, when I told him were I lived, he told of his younger days cycling and going past the tannery on Field Lane and the terrible smell

A smell was sniffed, never forgotten