Yes, it’s time for another, slightly delayed entry in the Great Terry Pratchett Re-read-athon! This one features Death’s granddaughter Susan, accompanied by the Death of Rats (aka the Grim Squeaker) and the raven, who’s finally accepted that his name is indeed Quoth. Well, it would be, wouldn’t it?
It also features the History Monks, who made a peripheral (if crucial) appearance in Small Gods, in particular the rather old and extremely cunning “sweeper” Lu-Tze. The Monks do all they can to keep time running smoothly, which in a magical place like the Discworld can be a challenge.
For instance, at some time in the quite possibly legendary past, somebody made a Glass Clock, which briefly stopped time, before it all went a bit wrong. Time had to be reassembled, which led to some slight issues, but does go a long way to explain why Ankh-Morpork has a Shakespearean theatre and a Victorian opera house at the same time. It also accounts for any apparent inconsistencies between stories, so there. But now they have a new problem. Those annoyingly impersonal Auditors of Reality have come up with a Cunning Plan to make things much tidier. One of them incarnates in a more or less human form and recruits a slightly eccentric young man called Jeremy Clockson to make a perfect clock. A perfect glass clock.
And the problem with that is that it will bring about the end of the world. The Four Horsemen will ride out, assuming Death can get the old gang back together. And of course, there’s the Fifth Horseman, who left before they got really big.
Lu-Tze, accompanied by his oddly talented apprentice Lobsang, races to Ankh-Morpork. Susan and her odd little friends investigate. And Jeremy gets closer to completing the clock.
And the Auditors find that taking human form has its dangers.
And much fun is had by all.
There’s far too much choice silliness to quote, but I think i should mention that before setting off on their quest, Lu-Tze and Lobsang visit the History Monks’ supplies man, who has some very entertaining (and lethal) devices, such as a begging bowl with concealed blades. His name is, of course, Qu.
Excellent fun, as ever.
 Possible understatement
 He’s a top man for gears