In reply to UKC Articles:
I can remember a piece by Ms Moffat in one of my first ever Climber magazines.
The story was about a hard day on the hill, possibly an MR scenario.
Arriving at the pub late at night to hook up with her partner, she received a hug, a sniff and the question:
"What's that smell? Peat?"
"No," she replied: "Balenciaga's " Le Dix"."