I’ve been a devoted fan of Terry Pratchett ever since I first read his work. Which would be, let me see… the first one I read was The Light Fantastic, shortly after it came out in paperback, after reading a review of it in Dave Langford’s book review column in White Dwarf magazine. (Yes, I know this dates me.) At first I was just buying the books in paperback after borrowing them from the library in hardback, but later on it got to the stage when I was buying them in hardback the moment they came out.
I’m mentioning this to explain why I had a copy of Lords and Ladies in my hands as soon as I possibly could. In the first blissful joy of reading, I galloped through the book, laughing at jokes, wincing at implications, and making myself a nuisance to everyone around me as I tried to quote the good bits (i.e., most of the book) to them. It was glorious.