'Wilson!' I shouted, 'what is that @#$%&* smell?'
'New Dad!' he called back, 'I am shocked by your intemperate language – and in front of young Biro, too!'
His voice had come from the living room, so I went in to see what was going on… and soon located the source of the noxious miasma: both boys were admiring what purported to be an Air Freshener – although it would be fairer to describe it as an Air Polluter.
Wilson spoke first, saying, 'What do you think, New Dad? It's the first prototype of our Ant-Flavour Air Freshener!'
'I think it stinks!' I replied.
'You don't like the concept?' he asked, 'Air Fresheners are very popular, and luxury fragrances command premium prices!'
'No,' I replied, 'what stinks is the smell – what on earth is it?'
'Byron tentatively informed me that it was called 'Eau d'Formol', adding, 'It's the smell ants give off when they think they're about to be eaten…'
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