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I am currently reading The Last Hero

A few round here I think Bob

My fav at the moment is thief of time, particularly the audio version, whereby Tony Robinson reads it most excellently!!!!!

Hi Christina, Greebo is Nanny Oggs cat. He's in Wyrd Systers, Lords and Ladies and witches abroad. I love the way Pratchett develops the characters. I also particularly like Sam Vimes and corporal Carrott. I just bought my brother the art of the Discworld book for Christmas. At home I have 3 limited edition prints of Josh Kirby Discworld artwork. He was the original artist on the book jackets but he died. I also like having them on audio casette. Is a nice way to do the ironing listening and having a laugh. They're read by Tony Robinson who is perfect. Naomi x

I love Terry Pratchett and all his works. Long may he flourish. Are there any games for playstations or are they all computer-based? nell

DEATH & Binky his horse ..... definitely my favourite, a drier sense of humour you'll never find ! *chuckle* Sioux

You should try the game Discworld Noir its fantastic with Rincewind etc. amazin

"Zoology, eh? That's a big word, isn't it?" "No, actually it isn't," said Tiffany. "Patronizing is a big word. Zoology is really quite short." I too like luggage - pity it doesn't appear more. "It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever," he said. "Have you thought of going into teaching?" - "Sodomy non sapiens," said Albert under his breath. - "What does that mean?" - "Means I'm buggered if I know." Lady Ramkin's bosom rose and fell like an empire

Last one I read was the Wee Free Men. Absolutely brilliant. Laughed until my teeth itched.

Not a quote as such but in Mort when DEATH arrives on Binky and the atmosphere builds to his arrival, the horse slips on the cobbles and DEATH is heard to utter 'OH B*GGER!' Loved the early books but I don't find the later ones quite so funny. Magsxx

I know Yvonne! I suddenly realised how many I'd posted and thought I'd better stop. Not that I'm bored at work or anything! lol Just read monstrous regiment and Wee Free Men which were bought for me last Christmas! Family tree keeps getting in the way of quality reading time.

Steady on Naomi, you'll self destruct if you arn't carefull!! I think what you are saying, is like me you think all the quotes are good, and it is impossible to pick one - although I do like the silk out of a caterpillars bottom one. Yvonne

"Yellow bricks," said Nanny. "Whoever heard of anyone making a road out of yellow bricks?" * * * "What some people need," said Magrat, to the world in general, "is a bit more heart." "What some people need," said Granny Weatherwax, to the stormy sky, "is a lot more brain." What I need, thought Nanny Ogg fervently, is a drink. -- Thoughts for a yellow brick road * * * "Wha' happened?" she said. "Wha' happened?" "A farmhouse dropped on your head," said Magrat. "Oh. One o' them things," said Nanny vaguely. * * * People didn't hit you over the head with farmhouses back home.

Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr.

The Oggs were what is known as an extended family -- in fact not only extended but elongated, protracted and persistent. No normal sheet of paper could possibly trace their family tree, which in any case was more like a mangrove thicket. every single branch [of the Ogg family] had a low-key, chronic vendetta against every other branch, based on such well-established causes celebres as What Their Kevin Said About Our Stan At Cousin Di's Wedding and Who Got The Silver Cutlery That Auntie Em Promised Our Doreen Was To Have After She Died, I'd Like To Know, Thank You Very Much, If You Don't Mind The Oggs contained, in just one family, enough feuds to keep an entire Ozark of normal hillbillies going for a century.

Nanny Ogg ... had a tendency to come out with what Magrat thought of as double-intenders, although in Nanny Ogg's case them were generally single entendres and proud of it.

The four witches stared gloomily at the fire. Well, three of them did. Nanny Ogg, who tended to look on the cheerful side, made toast

A year went past. The days followed one another patiently. Right back at the beginning of the multiverse they had tried all passing at the same time, and it hadn't worked.

Every morning [Magrat's] hair was long, thick, and blond, but by the evening it had always returned to its normal worried frizz. To ameliorate the effect she had tried to plait violets and cowslips in it. The result was not all she had hoped. It gave the impression that a window box had fallen on her head.

Duke: "Admit it -- she offered you hedonistic and licentious pleasure known only to those who dabble in the carnal arts, didn't she?" Sergeant: "No, sir. She offered me a bun."