A FRENCH TOWN THAT’S ON THE NOSE

La Place aux Aires. Pleasant even for those who can’t smell it.

I’ve just discovered that I have little or no sense of smell. I can’t even distinguish marijuana from whisky in a sniff-off at the smelling tubes in the International Perfume Museum. 

It may explain my devil-may-care attitude to applying deodorant and changing socks.

I’m probably not ideally qualified to comment on a town that’s built a thriving tourism business around its fragrances.