Penny Hancock describes how losing her sense of smell had an unexpected impact on her writing and considers the importance of scent in building both real and fictional worlds.
'Material possessions fail to quell his self-loathing or heal, or avert, the divisions and disasters abundant in his world; reading the book as a student in Thatcher's London it subtly but perfectly reflected the culture around me. '
'I identified with these hobos. I lived in digs with my parents in one room. They were in a small bed and I was on a horsehair sofa. Several other men of different nationalities shared two other small rooms.'