I was lucky enough to know about Union fragrances from the very early days. At a dinner party one evening, rather than the port, the perfumes were passed around and I immediately fell in love. As soon as they were released I rushed to Selfridges to buy my own sample to add to my collection of landmark fragrances. Of the four divine scents (Gothic Bluebell = a masterpiece, Holy Thistle = groundbreaking, Celtic Fire = shivers down one’s spine) Quince, Mint and Moss is a classic, a genre forming scent, which in years to come perfumers will reference. The skill of the creation is in the complexity of making Quince, Mint and Moss appear so simple, yet be so sensational, of being new but feeling like you have loved it forever. Mint is very much at the top of this scent, but not in a confectionery sense, very much in a garden sense and a garden gone slightly wild. Untended mint growing through the mossy stones of a tumbled down folly: the dewy Brunswick green cradling freshly fallen...