Picture this: Your mum’s making magic happen in the kitchen again. It’s one of the reasons you hang out with her there. If you’re lucky, a slice of carrot will drop, if you’re loved 3 or 4 will hit the floor, and mate, you are loved. But this day, there’s a smell that’s both familiar and new. It’s warm and comforting, with a hint of sweetness. You can’t quite place it, in fact, angels might have difficulty with describing it.