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But, I don't want to be a pie,
26 December 2015 @ 03:13 pm
Back in August, The Shepherds Crown was released and, like many other Discworld fans, I got it on day of release and began to read it. Normally I plough through books in a day or so, especially Discworld, which I devour more than read. But here we are in December, and I have still got two chapters to go.

I had dismissed it, after all I've had a busy year, but last night I realised why I hadn't finished it - this is the last Discworld book. When I finish it there will be no more new adventures on the Disc, at least none written by Terry Pratchett. And I can't bear that thought. If I never finish it then there will always be an unread chapter.

But I know that wouldn't honour Sir Pterry and he'd probably be the first to mock me for being so ridiculous. So, tonight, I will say goodbye to Tiffany Aching, to the Witches of Lancre, to the Disc and to Sir Terry Pratchett when I read the last chapter.
This week I am mostly feeling: pensivepensive
But, I don't want to be a pie,
15 January 2009 @ 04:13 pm
I remember reading a picture book as a kid, but I can't remember the title of it and none of my family remember it so I'm beginning to wonder if it actually existed or if I dreamt the bloody thing. Anyway, it was by the same publishers as The Tiger Who Came to Tea because I remember the little lion in the corner. I think it was written in the sixties or seventies because the drawings were very psychedelic, which is probably why it stuck in my mind. I can't remember the whole plot, but I remember that it was about how people were poisoning the Earth and all the hills and mountains were really sleeping dinosaurs, and because we'd done so much damage to the planet, the dinosaurs woke up and trees and flowers grew up in the roads, cracking the tarmac and making the world all green and pretty.

Can anyone help identify the book? Or should I start writing it now?! (Or possibly ring my local loony bin)

And no, I've never done any drugs.

On a completely unrelated note of squee, I've just got myself a Fifth Doctor figurine in the Toys R Us sale!

ETA: I'm not mad! I found it, it was published by Puffin, and was called Dinosaurs and All That Rubbish! and believe it or not is still in print. So happy it wasn't the product of my crack-filled brain *grin*