Even though – as the great sage Osbert the Underwired had it – our elbows be now set irresolute against the swelling tide of badgers of ill-omen and the enraged weasels of fortune, let us not be downhearted, for – at least – we still have our donkeys.
Osbert’s wise words – of course – do lose something of their force now that we no longer live in a world with such close contact with the forces of nature, and the sheer power of his oration has been dimmed by unthoughtful repetition dulling it into mere cliché, and yet…
and yet…..
Yet, there is still a part of me, a big part of me that believes… no, which insists – despite the passage of years and despite their over-used familiarity - Osbert’s wise words are – still – complete and utter bollocks.
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