Death is now a retired senior citizen. He puts his scythe to more traditional use, while the Discworld finds out how bad life is without Death. Hilarious, solidly in the phase where Discworld books are fun without being terribly philosophical.
I'm currently behind on reviews, so don't be surprised if the recent reviews are a bit sparse.
Quotes
WHAT CAN THE HARVEST HOPE FOR, IF NOT THE CARE OF THE REAPER MAN?