Scratch n sniff

This morning's English lesson was all about war and taxes (now I know it would have been funnier had it been death and taxes, but the guys at this particular company can never keep away from the subject of war - quite how you can get from Enid Blyton's 'The Famous Five' to war is beyond me, but Marcus managed it, I think I should make it my new challenge, start on a topic as far away from war as possible and see how long it takes for the subject matter to turn gory.)

This evening I'm due at a friend's house for a practical aromatherapy session, her invite is entitled 'Sip & sniff' (wine is involved of course*) but the juvenile in my head keeps thinking it's scratch n sniff, not sure I'll ever grow up...

* can't have an expat girlie gathering without vino, that would get our oestrogen cut off.