Sir Pterry wrote non-fiction. You understand that, yes?
As I sometimes do, just dipped into a Pratchett last night. I know the plots well enough, it’s just a joy to see how he incorporates some of the jokes again. One of which is how the Post Office has stopped putting mongeese (mongooses?) into the post boxes. They now agree that that was a bit of an overreaction. But they were put there for good reason, to eat the toads which they’d introduced to them, the toads to eat the snails which were eating the glue from the cabbage flavoured stamps. Along those lines at least.
Residents in Storrington, West Sussex, are displeased that the Royal Mail has ripped out a 100-year-old postbox, leaving them without one. According to the Royal Mail, the problem was that the box was infested with “wildlife”. What fearsome creatures could it be? Tigers? Rats? No, it’s snails that Postman Pat and his friends are worried about.
Apparently these pulmonate gastropods enjoy feasting on the gum used to seal envelopes and so the postbox has to go. If I were a cynic I might venture that Royal Mail operatives had, in the small hours, been shoving snails into the pillar box to ensure they could close it down.
Non-fiction I tell ‘ee.