Welshrogue

From the Publisher
Terry Pratchett puts his stamp on the new Discworld novel.

Moist von Lipwig was a con artist and a fraud and a man faced with a life choice: be hanged, or put Ankh-Morpork’s ailing postal service back on its feet. It was a tough decision. But he’s got to see that the mail gets through, come rain, hail, sleet, dogs, the Post Office Workers Friendly and Benevolent Society, the evil chairman of the Grand Trunk Semaphore Company, and a midnight killer. Getting a date with Adora Bell Dearheart would be nice, too. Maybe it’ll take a criminal to succeed where honest men have failed, or maybe it’s a death sentence either way. Or perhaps there’s a shot at redemption in the mad world of the mail, waiting for a man who’s prepared to push the envelope…

All about the fall and rise again for the Post Office in Ankh-Morpork. A simple enough tale of betrayal, love, and postage. Of course, this is set on the Discworld which is flat. And round. And sits on the back of four elephants who in turn stand on the back of a giant turtle hurtling through space.

Its good, very good.

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