It was a big moment in my young career. As a political aide in Westminster, I’d been chosen to accompany a minister, riding along with him in a car. Five minutes into the drive, I knew I had to get out fast.
CLARE FOGES: I d rather inhale deeply from a bucket of rotting fish, the bluest cheese or the smelliest gym socks, for at least these don t cause me pain the way manufactured scents do.