I greatly enjoyed this one. It's probably one of my favorites that aren't to do with the Lancre witches who are generally my favorites.

The Discworld novels are often somewhat satirical in nature, but to be honest, sometimes the satire bit goes over my head and it's just a fun story. This one, however, I totally got it, probably because I have in recent years been finding myself in a situation where I recognised some of the elements Pratchett was dealing with when it came to the Grand Trunk. Every now and then a quote would ring true, and nine times out of ten it was something Reacher Gilt said to the board that made me think, "yes, that's how they seem to actually think."

On top of that, of course, it doesn't hurt that it's as hilarious as ever with any number of bizarre yet lovable characters. Mr. Groat in hospital, for example, just about nearly killed me.