Of Fairys and Flowers ?

I  have recently returned from a holiday in Tintagel, Cornwall. Despite having visited this mystical centre several times over the last few years I managed this time to stumble across something new to me and totally unexpected. During my last few visits I got the urge to walk down a foot path that was situated in a dark wooded section of road that leads to nearby Boscastle. Poor weather had prevented me from
 exploring this path other years, but I made a special effort to walk it this year.
   After a few minutes walk down a wooded ravine I came to a rather dark dank water mill ruin that had a fairy offering site nearby. Many people had tied ribbons and the like to a bush and left the names of deceased friends and family along with money offerings on a tiny alter. Despite the rather dirty muddy surroundings I smelt a strong sweet smell of flowers, but didn't think too much of it. Interestingly on a nearby rock face there were what are thought to be Bronze Age carvings...My daughter left some money on a fairy alter to ,which had gone the next day.... but I think a more worldly explanation may be due for that ! ?
   Now what really surprised me happened the next day, and totally caught me off guard. As I walked down Tintagel high street a random elderly couple suddenly stopped me and asked where the strong smell of flowers was coming from ? They said it appeared as I walked past them and wanted to know why ? They were totally forth right in suggesting it was emanating from me ! I tried to laugh it off but they were persistent in blaming me for the smell. I was rather bemused at the time and gradually a little more convinced when I remembered what someone had told me before I set off from home...
   Now you my think this story is nothing more than coincidence....but before I left home to go on holiday someone had a visit from a Psychic who suggested her house smelled of flowers despite her having none. She remarked on this too me before I set off on holiday. Add this fact to what happened to me in Tintagel and I don't think anyone can deny that something odd is happening here.  I'm not saying I believe in faery's but there is a supernatural connection going on here and even the most ardent sceptic must admit this is at least a bizarre chain of events ?