I once read a hint that works: If you want to wear scent, put a dab under your nose. Only you will smelll it.

About the worst assault on my nose occurred on a crowded plane. The couple next to me were honeymooners- and she was drenched in the stuff. If the plane hadn't been full I would've requested to be moved. As it was, eventually my nose became desensitized. Besides, the circumstances kind of made me smile.

Sinsull, your comment on Kent cigarettes is interesting. Years ago my roommate started smoking that brand. Invariably, at a certain point I would start smelling burning cloth and we'd jump up checking chair and sofa cushions. The Kents didn't last long.

Nowadays, I'm mortified to remember how cavalier we smokers used to be. Somehow we took it for granted that non-smokers had to put up with our smoking or move away. Wherever did we get that notion?!

As a non-smoker for the past 25 years, I still feel for the 'leper colony' congregated at the office doors. If I still smoked, I'm sure I'd be furious at the loss of my "rights".

Ebbie