Spice Girl

I nipped out at lunchtime today to a lovely spice wholesalers who are situated on an industrial estate near Stratford.
The aromas when you enter their shop are unbelievable. You can close your eyes and be transported on a magic carpet to the golden sands of Zanzibar or to spice plantations in India - you choose.
I selected these for our son, who has placed his shopping list with us. I've still got to go shopping for the boxes of Yorkshire Tea yet, but they shouldn't present a problem. I wonder - will they work the same as the spices? If I close my eyes and breathe in deeply next to a box of Yorkshire Tea, will I suddenly be in Harrogate?