In Hogfather, by the late, great Sir Terry Pratchett, strange things are happening. The Hogfather (the Discworld equivalent of Father Christmas) seems to be missing... and it's the night before Hogswatch when all the children are hanging up their socks on the mantlepiece. Why no Hogfather ... well, it seems that children have stopped believing in him, and if people don't believe, then maybe he can no longer exist. But hang on ... isn't that the great man himself coming down the chimney - except he looks a bit skinny and his HO HO HO is a bit on the scary side. Yes, it's Death Himself, disguised and doing his best to act like Hogfather, and get people believing in him again. For every world needs a Hogfather. This book takes a swipe at the childhood beliefs and fears that we all have ... things like The Tooth Fairy and The Bogeyman, and puts them in the parallel universe of the Discworld. Danger is lurking in that there are grey figures called The Auditors, who run the world, but don't like the mess and inefficiency that humans have brought to it, so hatch a plan to tidy things up a bit! Death and his granddaughter Susan bring all their guile and stubbornness to bear in order to stop them. As always, the Discworld is full of silliness and laughs, but also makes you think about the world in a slightly different way. Imaginative and with plenty of action, readers should sit back and let their minds enjoy the flight of fancy that this book will bring to them.
My STAR rating: FOUR.
Length: 456 print pages.
Price I paid: 95 pence.
Formats available: print; abridged audio CD; unabridged audio download; ebook.
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