During this morning’s excursion to the Orangerie, I noted that there is a certain odour to Strasbourg’s normally fresh air at the moment.

It is one of those pungent chemically whiffs that one normally associates with the ambience of a health clinic. Clean and sterile, but somehow unsettling to the senses. Bizarrely, it is a smell that reminds me of my youth.

Could it be that Strasbourg is humming to fragrance of (gulp) nit cream? Est-ce que c’est un épidémique de poux?!