Lords and Ladies

Title: Lords and Ladies
Author: Terry Pratchett
Published: 1993 by Corgi
Genre: Humorous fantasy
Pages: 382


Ah, Terry Pratchett. Light of my teenage years, the merriest of christmas presents. Many were the christmases when I opened a hard present and found one of these lovelies. But this one, Lords and Ladies, is special, since it's one of the first books I ever bought and read in English. In August 1994, apparently. That's 19 years, people. 19. Years. Shit. I'm 300 % sure, though, that most of the puns and other funnies went waaay over my head on the first read-through. Now I giggled mightily.

Diskworld, Lancre, Midsummer. The line between here and there, the world of the... I guess I dare say it now, elves, is thin. They want to break through and wreak havoc on poor little Lancre. The three witches Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg and Magrat Garlick are three no more, after the King Verence has decided to marry Magrat at Midsummer. Without asking her. Royalty from all around, plus some familiar wizards -and a librarian- from Ankh-Morpork, are arriving to celebrate while Granny and Nanny do their best to stomp the elf-invasion.

Laughing out loud makes me cough and choke, so this one nearly killed me. But it was worth it!


   'This is the bridge, in fact, where--'
   Ridcully turned around.
   'Are you coming or not?' said Casanunda, with the reins in his hand.
   'I was actually having a quality moment of misty nostalgic remembrance,' said Ridcully. 'Not that any of you buggers noticed, of course.'
   Ponder held the door open.
   'Well you know what they say. You can't cross the same river twice, Archchancellor,' he said.
   Ridcully stared at him.
   'Why not? This is a bridge.'

That one. That one made me cough for two hours straight. :D