DEATH IS MISSING
- PRESUMED ... ER ... GONE.
Which leads to the kind of chaos to always expect when an im- portant
public service is withdrawn.
Meanwhile, on a little farm far, far away, a tall, dark stranger
is turning out to be really good with a scythe. There's a harvest
to be gathered in...
'If you're an established fan, you'll enjoy this as much as the
others; if you're new to Pratchett, what the hell took you so long?'