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When Studs Terkel titled his oral history of the American experience in Earth War Two The Nice War, he meant it ironically. Terkel&#;s book is full of accounts of G. I.s and civilians who could still, decades afterward, think of themselves as casualties. Thanks, however, to Tom Brokaw&#;s hagiographic bestseller The Greatest Generation, however, the honeyed glow that Terkel refused to give his portrait of the war is now once again well-established and part of the current dementia among some Americans for a history that&#;s all nice, clean, and guilt-free.

If you count yourself among these folks, Mary Lee Settle&#;s memoir of her time in the Royal Air Force, All the Brave Promises, is not for you. Indeed, Settle opens the guide with a salvo crafted to eradicate any inclination a reader might hold of looking on that time nostalgically:

We are accused of being nostalgic. We have been. What we have remembered are events. The Second World War was, for most of us, a state, a state of war, not an event. It was a permeation, a deadening, a waiting, hard to recall. What we own told about is the terrifying relief of battle or the sweet, misleading relief of leave.

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Professor Barker, creator of Tekumel, ran two campaigns. One had the players gallivanting off on interdimensional forays fighting aliens with cosmically wicked plans for humanity. The other dealt with the politics and social experience of Tsolyanu. If you&#;re familiar with Dragon Warriors at all, you&#;ll think that it&#;s the low-fantasy option that appeals to me.

It&#;s particularly a problem with Cthulhu campaigns. If every scenario involves the characters facing an impossibly over-powered monster that drives them mad just by popping its deal with round a corner, the fun is soon going to pall. What works in Lovecraft&#;s stories doesn&#;t work so well in an ongoing campaign, not least because few of his protagonists survive a single encounter with the creatures of the Cthulhu mythos.

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PART THREE
AFTERWORD
NOTES
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TWO SUFFOLK FRIENDS

Transcribed from the William Blackwood and Sons edition by David Price, email ccx@

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FRANCIS HINDES GROOME

william blackwood and sons
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p. viiPREFACE.

Published originally in ‘Blackwood’s Magazine’ four and six years ago, and now a good deal extended, these two papers, I think, will be welcome to many in East Anglia who knew my father, and to more, the world over, who know FitzGerald’s letters and translations.  I may state this with the enhanced grace and greater confidence, as in both there is so much that is not mine, and both have already brought me so many kindly letters—from Freshwater, Putney Hill, Liverpool, Cambridge, Aldeburgh, Italy, the United States, India, and “other nations too tedious to mention.”  All the illustrations p. viiihave been made in Bohemia from photographs taken by my elder sister, except Nos. 6, 8, and 9, the first of which is from the well-known photograph of FitzGerald by Cade of Ipswich, whilst the other two I owe to my friend, Mr Edward Clodd.

F. H. G.

p. 3A SUFFOLK PARSON.

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