Snuff – Terry Pratchett

I’d like to thank co-workers A and B (‘A’ for the American and ‘B’ for the Brit, god I am so clever) for having a conversation a few months ago that enlightened me enough to understand a joke that came up in “Snuff.”

The conversation went something like this:

B: What’s a “fanny pack”?
A: Those little bags old people wear around their waists.
B: They’re called “fanny packs” in the US? That sounds really bad.
A: Why?
B: “Fanny” is slang for… uh… female genitalia.
A: Oh. Yeah, I can see that. What are they called in England?
B: They’re called “bum bags.”
A: …. that does not sound much better than “fanny pack.”

Now I need to ask B if there’s something about cheese prices in England, because I’ve read 2 books that cracked jokes about the price of cheese in England. This cannot be a coincidence.

Anyways, “Snuff” is about Commander Sam Vines and a vacation in the countryside where the manor of his wife’s family is located. This is the first book I’ve read with him in it, so I didn’t recognize any of the characters, though Terry Pratchett’s writing makes everything seem comforting and familiar if you’ve read any of his other books. I just dove in and read.

I enjoyed it a great deal, with its concerns with class and race distinctions as well as the jokes inserted along the way. Clearly there were some related to genitalia.

What else can be said about the book? It’s a Discworld book! That pretty much sums it up. The main character goes on to experience things, deal with issues that can be applied to present-day life, and there are puns and ridiculous jokes abound.

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