More than anything, it's the smells. Maybe because of the memories and nostalgia stimulated. In no particular order.

• The Irish supermarket, local Spar or Centra
• The local 'green' and fresh cut summer grass
• Malahide estuary
• Gibneys
• Dad's chips
• The Grove tennis club (that one was a real belter and incredibly difficult as Marian was simply everywhere around the place). Prob 10 years or more since I'd set foot the place.
• Low rock and Malahide beach - the seaweed
• It's cliche, but the air is just different. Not better or worse. Just different.
• The pines in Malahide castle
• Tarmac.  Moreover, wet tarmac.
• John Moore's house. Same as when I was 5. Emptier now and not the same without Anita.
• Bank of Ireland Malahide.
• Chalfont Place