Of course, back in those days we had all the aardvarks a man and/or woman could possibly contemplate creosoting in one day. There were aardvarks as far as the eye could see* and the chin could ponder. We had our creosoting brushes of course and our extra-large tins of creosote, but oh, how puny they seemed against such overwhelming odds.
Of course, today the tide of fashion has changed and it is no longer so fashionable, seen as so necessary, to creosote every single aardvark in one’s vicinity any more. People say it is for the best, but I’m not so sure. One day – and I’ve a feeling it won’t be too far into the future, someone will be strolling down the household goods aisle of their local supermarket only to be suddenly confronted by a brace of un-creosoted aardvarks in front of the vast arrays of various and multitudinous tins of spray polish and THEN what will they do? It will be far too late and all our cries of ‘I told you so!’ will sound so hollow.
A sad day it will be indeed.
*applicable to the very short-sighted only.
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