One of the many problems facing journalists these days is the fact that everything we write ends up on the internet.

Every mistake, every cliche and every contradiction is there, just one Google search away.

I am told by my boss that in the olden days (You are fired! Ed) things were far more transitory.

If you wrote something on a Monday, people’s cats would be urinating all over your pithy-but-already forgotten prose by Friday – in short, you could get away with things.

So, in that spirit of nostalgia, let’s pretend my column from a few weeks ago in which I harangued Alan Pardew for moaning about our muddy pitch is not residing snuggly on our website, rttimes.co.uk (Nice web plug, you are not fired – Ed), as it will blatantly contradict what I am about to say about the state of Griffin Park’s playing surface.

Last week, I didn’t want to blame the playing conditions after the Wycombe Wanderers game because our performance on the day was so poor but, clearly, as a statement on Brentford’s website confirmed, our pitch is in dire straits (and I don’t mean it can play that mean Money For Nothing riff).

We are not alone – the bad weather has wreaked havoc on grounds throughout the land, as Colchester United’s decision to postpone Tuesday night’s match proved, and, if there is much more rain in the next few weeks, then conditions for plenty of games could descend from the very difficult into the just plain farcical.

I am of the opinion that the Football League should not fight it and just declare the rest of the season to be some kind of 1960s heritage celebration, with the fact that pitches resemble a First World War battleground – minus the barbed wire and futility – be embraced as part of the fun.

The players could wear retro kits and fuzzy side boards, the goalkeepers would not be allowed to wear gloves and a manager would not give a toss if his star striker was carrying a bit of extra weight.

Football supporters love banging on about the past and this would be a great chance for us to wallow in it – and I am sure the players would get the hang of it eventually, too.

A return to the pre-digital age would make things simpler for us journalists.

Clubcalls could be revived and a few of the players might also see a benefit to living at a time when technology was limited.

Imagine a world without mobile phones, for instance. I bet Ashley Cole wishes it was so.