A delightfully funny, fantastically inventive collection of twenty newly unearthed short stories by Sir Terry …
“This isn’t really dragon country,” observed Ralph. “It must have got lost,” said Fortnight. “It’s the green variety,” said Pilgarlic. “They grow to be seven meters high, and then they go round roaring, rampaging, setting fire to people’s houses and generally doing wicked deeds.” “What sort of wicked deeds?” asked Ralph. “Oh, er, well, I don’t really know. Walking on the grass or squeezing toothpaste tubes in the middle, I suppose.”