God... I hate Brooks saddles.
I had one on my old Raleigh many, many years ago. I rode it for three years; three years of agony and torture from the sixth circle of Hades. I was told "it'll be great once it breaks in," but after three years of treating it, and riding it and protecting it, it NEVER broke in. I'm convinced that Brooks saddles were devised by the Nazis to get cyclists who were covert members of the Resistance to talk. Many, I suspect, did.