The Discworld is very much like our own — if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .What sort of person sits down and writes a maniacal laugh? And all those exclamation marks, you notice? Five? A sure sign of someone who wears his underpants on his head. Opera can do that to a man . . .It can also bring Death. And plenty of it. In unpleasant variations.This isn’t real life — it’s worse. This is the Opera House, Ankh-Morpork . . . a huge, rambling building where innocent young sopranos are being targeted by a strangely familiar evil mastermind in a mask and evening dress and with a penchant for lurking in shadows and occasional murder.But Granny Weatherwax, Discworld’s most formidable witch, is in the audience. And she doesn’t hold with that sort of thing. There’s going to be trouble (but nevertheless a good evenin’s entertainment with murders you can really hum to) and the show MUST go on.The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Maskerade is the fifth book in the Witches series.

The Discworld is very much like our own — if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is…The fairies are back — but this time they don’t just want your teeth…It’s Midsummer Night — no time for dreaming. Because sometimes, when there’s more than one reality at play, too much dreaming can make the walls between them come tumbling down.Unfortunately there’s usually a damned good reason for there being walls between them in the first place — to keep things out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural order.Granny Weatherwax and her tiny coven of witches are up against real elves. And they’re spectacularly nasty creatures. Even in a world of dwarves, wizards, trolls, Morris dancers — and the odd orang-utan — this is going to cause trouble…The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Lords and Ladies is the fourth book in the Witches series.

The Discworld is very much like our own – if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .There is a curse. They say: may you live in interesting times.’May you live in interesting times’ is the worst thing one can wish on a citizen of Discworld, especially on the distinctly unmagical Rincewind, who has had far too much perilous excitement in his life and can’t even spell wizard.So when a request for a ;Great Wizzard; arrives in Ankh-Morpork via carrier albatross from the faraway Counterweight Continent, it’s the endlessly unlucky Rincewind who’s sent as emissary. The oldest (and most heavily fortified) empire on the Disc is in turmoil, and Chaos is building. And, for some incomprehensible reason, someone believes Rincewind will have a mythic role in the ensuing war and wholesale bloodletting.There are too many heroes already in the world, but there is only one Rincewind. And he owes it to the world to keep that one alive for as long as possible.The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Interesting Times is the fifth book in the Wizards series.

The Discworld is very much like our own — if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .Oh, there has to be something in the stocking that makes a noise, said Death, Otherwise what is 4:30 A.M. for?Superstition makes things work in the Discworld and undermining it can have Consequences. It’s just not right to find Death creeping down chimneys and trying to say Ho Ho Ho . . .It’s the last night of the year, the time is turning, and if Susan, Gothic governess and Death’s granddaughter (sort of), doesn’t sort everything out by morning, there won’t be a morning. Ever again . . .The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Hogfather is the fourth book in the Death series; a festive feast of darkness (but with jolly robots and tinsel too).

The Discworld is very much like our own — if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .’Sorry?’ said Carrot. If it’s just a thing, how can it commit murder? A sword is a thing’ — he drew his own sword; it made an almost silken sound — ‘and of course you can’t blame a sword if someone thrust it at you, sir.’For Commander Vimes, Head of Ankh-Morpork City Watch, life consists of troubling times, linked together by…well, more troubling times.Right now, it’s the latter. There’s a werewolf with pre-lunar tension in the city, and a dwarf with attitude and a golem who’s begun to think for itself, but that’s just ordinary trouble. The real problem is more puzzling — people are being murdered, but there’s no trace of anything alive having been at the crime scene.So Vimes not only has to find out whodunit, but howdunit too. He’s not even sure what they dun. But soon as he knows what the questions are, he’s going to want some answers.

THE SHOW MUST GO ON, AS MURDER, MUSIC AND MAYHEM RUN RIOT IN THE NIGHT…The Opera House, Ankh-Morpork… A huge, rambling building, where innocent young sopranos are lured to their destiny by a strangely familiar evil mastermind in a hideously deformed evening dress…At least, he hopes so. But Granny Weatherwax, Discworld’s most famous witch, is in the audience. And she doesn’t hold with that sort of thing.So there’s going to be trouble (but nevertheless a good evening’s entertainment with murders you can really hum…)

The fairies are back – but this time they don’t just want your teeth.It’s Midsummer Night – no time for dreaming. Because sometimes, when there’s more than one reality at play, too much dreaming can make the walls between them come tumbling down. And there’s usually a damned good reason for there being walls between them in the first place – to keep things out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural order.Granny Weatherwax and her tiny coven are up against real elves. And even in a world of dwarfs, wizards, trolls, Morris dancers and the odd orang-utan, this is going to cause real trouble. With lots of hey-nonny-nonny and blood all over the place.

A beautiful gift-edition hardback of the classic Discworld novel.Discworld goes to war, with armies of sardines, warriors, fishermen, squid and at least one very camp follower.As two armies march, Commander Vimes of Ankh-Morpork City Watch faces unpleasant foes who are out to get him … and that’s just the people on his side. The enemy might be even worse.Jingo, the 21st in Terry Pratchett’s phenomenally successful Discworld series, makes the World Cup look like a friendly five-a-side.

Other children get given xylophones. Susan just had to ask her grandfather to take his vest off.Yes. There’s a Death in the family.It’s hard to grow up normally when Grandfather rides a white horse and wields a scythe — especially when you have to take over the family business, and everyone mistakes you for the Tooth Fairy. And especially when you have to face the new and addictive music that has entered Discworld.It’s lawless. It changes people.It’s called Music With Rocks In.It’s got a beat and you can dance to it, but. . .It’s alive.And it won’t fade away.

In the beginning was the Word.And the Word was: »Hey, you!»For Brutha the novice is the Chosen One. He wants peace and justice and brotherly love.He also wants the Inquisition to stop torturing him now, please…

Wise words in all probability, but a tall order when you have just become the pharaoh of a small and penniless country whose largesse — and indeed treasury — is unlikely to stretch to the building of a monumental pyramid to honour your dead father. And particularly when your only visible means of support is a recently acquired qualification from the Guild of Assassins where running a kingdom and basic financial acumen were not prerequisites for course entry…

War is brewing on the Discworld.An island has appeared from the ocean depths, right in the middle of the sea which separates the proud empires of Klatch and Ankh-Morpork. Of course, no one would dream of starting a war with the neighbours without a perfectly good reason . . . such as a ‘strategic’ piece of old rock, for instance.But when a Klatchian Prince is almost assassinated, peace talks break down and violent nationalism begins to spread. Ankh-Morpork prepares to fight. Only thing is, they don’t have an army. Or much in the way of weapons.Commander Sam Vimes and the ‘officially disbanded’ City Watch get caught up in a deadly political game where the enemy appears to be on both sides and no one will listen to reason.And if they don’t stop this absurd war, no one will . . .Jingo is the fourth book in the City Watch series, but you can read the Discworld novels in any order.

The Discworld is very much like our own – if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .They say that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it’s not half so bad as a lot of ignorance.The last thing the wizard Drum Billet did, before Death laid a bony hand on his shoulder, was to pass on his staff of power to the eighth son of an eighth son.Unfortunately for his colleagues in the chauvinistic (not to say misogynistic) world of magic, he failed to check that the baby in question was a son.Everybody knows that there’s no such thing as a female wizard. But now it’s gone and happened, there’s nothing much anyone can do about it.Let the battle of the sexes begin . . .The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Equal Rites is the first book in the Witches series.