Our neighbour and erstwhile mysterious person Mr Fango was known from time to time to dabble in the creation of various substances that could be said to be potions of a magical nature.
We know this because one night my mate Jack and I were coming home from the movies and as we walked past his place, the aroma of a substance of magical propensities came wafting up our noses.
For a second or two Jack and I thought the other was exceptionally beautiful, but the notion thankfully passed quickly.
I told my mum who told me Mr Fango thought of himself as a wizard and the potion he was most famous for was a love potion.
Having told me I was fascinated until she told me she and dad had used the potion to rekindle their love life and that image was far too much for me to bear.
I did not want to hear anything as to the substance of my parent’s private life.