Good evening Squirrel Fans.
Death, or rather DEATH, on the Discworld takes on an anthropomorphic existence talks in LEADEN TONES & has a granddaughter called Susan, currently employed as a governess.
This weekend Mrs S & I will be writing out cards for the family. Ours will be mass produced ones but some folk go for the personal touch & make their own:
“I HAVE MADE THIS FOR YOU. She reached out and took a square of damp cardboard. Water dripped off the bottom. Somewhere in the middle, a few brown feathers seemed to have been glued on. “Thank you. Er . . . what is it?” ALBERT SAID THERE OUGHT TO BE SNOW ON IT, BUT IT APPEARS TO HAVE MELTED, said Death. IT IS, OF COURSE, A HOGSWATCH CARD. “Oh . . .” THERE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A ROBIN ON IT AS WELL, BUT I HAD CONSIDERABLE DIFFICULTY IN GETTING IT TO STAY ON. “Ah . . .” IT WAS NOT AT ALL CO-OPERATIVE. “Really . . . ?” IT DID NOT SEEM TO GET INTO THE HOGSWATCH SPIRIT AT ALL.”
― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
I’m off to bed in a desperate attempt to get an early night.
Where ever you are in your day I hope you’re enjoying it! 😊🫶🐿️🖖
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