Having worked in a community library for a while, I can tell you that you really don’t go long before you get asked questions like that! People flock in, nevertheless, in search of answers to those questions only librarians are considered to be able to answer, such as “Is this the laundry?” “How do you spell surreptitious?” and, on a regular basis, “Do you have a book I remember reading once? It had a red cover and it turned out they were twins.” Moist clearly has his work cut out for him.Īs with most of Pratchett’s work, Going Postal is full of humour: that kind of humour that hits the nail on the head. Once it does, the results are a little dismaying for those of us hooked on sending postcards: mail hasn’t been delivered for years, and mostly lies around in heaps in the building, threatening avalanches and blocking off rooms. Going Postal's main character is Moist van Lipwig, a con artist given the “option” of turning over a new leaf and breathing life back in Ankh-Morpork’s postal service, which means we start the book with his “execution”, and it takes a while to get round to the post office part. As promised, I picked up Sir Terry Pratchett's Going Postal, a book from his Discworld series which stands alone. Last time I was discussing Helene Hanff’s 84 Charing Cross Road… and now it’s time for something completely different. Hi folks! I’m back again with another of my book reviews.
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