>must be getting old - too much fondness of the past ;-)
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From one of my favorite musicals, The Roar of the Greasepaint, the Smell of the Crowd

When I think of the era in which I was raised
And I see how the world's gone to waste,
I confess that I'm constantly shocked and amazed
At man's singular lack of good taste.

For taste is like justice - we live by her laws.
It's so easy to tell right from wrong.
Most people don't bother;
Most people are bores.
And a few bores who do, don't for long.

There are so many things I remember
From the deeply revered days of old
When living was gentle and gracious
And working folk did as they're told.

They were wonderful days, I remember,
When a feller could live like a king;
And children were working in coal mines
And life was a beautiful thing.

But the fortunes of mankind are changing;
Things aren't what they were anymore;
And although I'm in no way complaining,
By Harris and Tweed, I preferred it before.

Ah, but why think of May in November
When December is all that you'll get?
Man lives with a lingering ember
And while there are beautiful things to remember
The ugly things one should forget!

("Things to Remember" (Reprise) performed by Cyril Richard as "Sir" to Anthony Newley's "Cocky". the only youtube version is some HS production adn terrible - don't even watch it)