vague

Picked up Apocalypse for the Werewolf rpg today, so now I can find out how that game world ends. Ah, sweet catharsis.

Do I feel energetic? Not quite. But I'm vaguely remembering a quote from No Bed For Bacon . . . okay, I feel energetic.

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Viola pointed to a white wall capped with thatch in the homely Dorset manner.

"What goes on in there?" she asked Lady Meanwell.

Lady Meanwell pursed her lips. "The Theatre," she said. "Not a nice place. Players," she explained. "They are not for you."

Viola's father, guileless though he had been, could have told Lady Meanwell that this was not the way to curb his daughter's curiosity. "Educative and instructive," he would have said. "You should visit it frequently," and returned to his supervision of his Warwickshire pommage, secure in the knowledge that his daughter would not gallop within a mile of it.

No Bed For Bacon, Brahms & Simon