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from "Mike" contains these words:

Good grief. In my yoof in the 50's the whole *country* smelt of creosote.

Slight exageration methinks

Maybe but what else was there for us to use back then? One of the few
childhood tasks I can remember in the 50s was creosoting the fence (and
the stink). I don't think I have used it since.

I am not dead yet...

Nobody said it was fatal. Just nausious (sp?)

Nevertheless the nanny state has now banned its use.

--
Roger