This here rose reminds me of when I was a kid. Not because one sniff of the flower time travels me back to the age of three where I was carelessly running through a field of roses. No. Simply because when i was a kid, my ears stuck out like 2 stray petals on a rose.
My ears, they didn't subtly poke out from behind my hair, these things could pick up satellite tv.
Mum and dad decided it was best to get my wingnuts pinned back before we moved to hong kong, they must have known game boys were about to be all the rage, and no one would want to be friends with me because satellite tv wasn't cool no more.