Day on Journey: Wine and whiskey and talk of werewolves

I recall the Gorey poster you had in your hall. A is for Amy who fell down the stairs. B is for Basil assaulted by bears...and it went on and on until all the little children were overcome by some fate or another. And I now want to make a short film of this, maybe a musical. Across the room you start An American Werewolf in London, it is a good thing I can so easily be distracted, what havoc.