for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Petrichor
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What is that dreadful smell, something really honks, where’s it coming from?
Not the garden, I stuck my nose in the roses, the pond smelt more pleasant than pungent, and the wet grass had a pleasing petrichor.
I’ve checked the cupboard, sniffed inside the fridge, shoved the dog outside (he’s known as the Fartmaster!) and even checked my armpits, but I just can’t work out what it is, it’s absolutely rank.
I dropped onto all-fours and tested the carpet, crawled up the stairs and into the bedroom where the wardrobe was whiffless and the shoes had the wrong pong, then into the bathroom where I stuck my head down the loo, accidentally flushing it (my hair needed a wash), but the water closet wasn’t the culprit!
I tried flapping a tea tray, sprayed an aerosol, lit a vanilla-infused candle, warmed up a spicy curry (I love the smell of a vindaloo, don’t you?) chucked the Fartmaster’s basket out the back door, brewed a pot of coffee (Colombian, my favourite) and even played Britney Spears “Perfume” all to no avail.
If you are expecting a fragrant end to this tarradiddle I’m about to disappoint you, and should this disgusting odour infiltrate your pc/laptop/tablet/phone, I can only apologise on its behalf, whatever it is!
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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting
Oh no! But I love this smell
Petrichor’s fine but as for the rest…!
Yes, that other stuff can be off putting
I like your description of a bad odor as “something really honks”.
It really did Frank!
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Thanks, Beth!
Lol! A wonderful tale, Keith. Love the dog’s pseudonym…haha.
Thanks for the ending…I could not guess what the smell could be; but, it seems to me… if I may add my two cents –You certainly covered all the bases with your scents of smell.
P.S. I am glad there was no shampoo in that mishap checking the toilet bowl!
Thanks, Suzette, sorry about the smell!
Lol…
Open the windows and let some fresh air in…or maybe not depending on where you live.
A park in front of me and the sea to my left, so I should be ok!
As we come to look forward to, a fun Six (like a shopping cart race on a Saturday).
Fun Six
Delighted to have amused you, Clark. Ready steady go…!
So pleased the internet hasn’t gone smellovision yet, Keith. I had a sense of what you were describing.
Only a matter of time, Tom!
I dread to think!
I blame it on the farmers spraying their crops.
Oh yes, I hadn’t thought of that!
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Oh no, what a picture! I was rooting for the kitchen sink drain as the source. This is a story worth another chapter. Adding “something really honks” to my vocabulary now.
I didn’t think to try the sink for that dreadful stink! Cheers!
I wish you a fresh air weekend, sounds like you might need it!
I do! Cheers, Mimi.
I learned a fun new word today: terradiddle. Can’t wait to share!
Wonderful to experience the good smells with you, but next time, let me be the flusher, K?
😉😂
You surrounded petrichor with your trademark prose, Keith!
Sea and park, eh?
Best of both worlds.
For being a taradiddle of a Six, I learned many new words and phrases, Keith. Thanks! (but what is that….aagh 😝just caught a whiff!