Death is missing - presumed... er... gone
Which leads to the kind of chaos you always get when an important public service is withdrawn.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...
The usual Terry Pratchett comic genius. My favourite parts were the bits following Death's adventures on the farm.
I loved when the shopping trolleys became living, thinking things. Some tried to escape and hide so groups of hunters were employed to find them and re-train them. Very clever. Put me in mind of the shopping trolley thing on Australia All Over many years ago.
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