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Death & Albert Hogswatch Seasonal Sweatshirt.
HO HO HO.
‘Well, the night is young,’ said Albert, sitting back in the sacks.
THE NIGHT IS OLD. THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS OLD.
The pigs galloped on. Then, ‘No, it ain’t.’
I’M SORRY?
‘The night isn’t any older than the day, master. It stands to reason. There must have been a day before anyone knew what the night was.’
YES, BUT IT’S MORE DRAMATIC.
‘Oh. Right, then.’ Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
£15.00
Size: 112mm x 97mm
A faux-leather style wallet, embossed with the The Great A’Tuin.
This wallet is navy and includes six card slots, compartments to the left and right, as well as a full-width space for notes.
£38.00
Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre (No killing without payment). The Guild of Assassins certainly know their stuff and you can now wear their crest with pride on a range of products. 100% cotton canvas rucksack that comes complete with a padded laptop compartment (compatible up to 14”), authentic PU and metal accents, padded back and base panel, heavy rope draw cord closure, adjustable padded shoulder straps and a grab handle. Capacity 19 litres.
Size: 260x450x165mm
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£22.50
New Designs! Size 7-11.
Grab all four pairs of Discworld socks before they walk off the shelves! Striking socks featuring Rob Anybody, Sir Terry Pratchett, The Luggage and Rincewind!
NEW!
£6.50
New Design! Available in 7-11.
£6.50
New Design! Available in 7-11.
NEW!
£6.50
New Design! Available in 7-11.
£22.50
Size 7-11 only!
Grab all four pairs of Discworld socks before they walk off the shelves! Striking socks featuring The Ankh-Morpork City Watch, Unseen University, Death and the Discworld itself!
£22.50
Size 4 to 7 only!
Grab all four pairs of Discworld socks before they walk off the shelves! Striking socks featuring The Ankh-Morpork City Watch, Unseen University, Death and the Discworld itself!
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£75.00
When released back in 2008, this proved to be one of our most popular pins ever produced. Inspired by Death’s Domain: A Discworld Mapp, the design features purple enamelling, Death’s famous piercing blue eyes and the motto ‘NVLLA IVSTITIA EST EGO SOLVM EST’. The detailing and art nouveau styling is simply stunning.
Last few remaining!
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‘What shall we do?’ said Twoflower. ‘Panic?’ said Rincewind hopefully. He always held that panic was the best means of survival. As it moves towards a seemingly inevitable collision with a malevolent red star, the Discworld could do with a hero. What it doesn’t need is a singularly inept and cowardly wizard, still recovering from the trauma of falling off the edge of the world, or a well-meaning tourist and his luggage which has a mind (and legs) of its own. Which is a shame because that’s all there is…
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They say that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it is not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance. The last thing the wizard Drum Billet did, before Death laid a bony hand on his shoulder, was to pass on his staff of power to the eighth son of an eighth son. Unfortunately for his colleagues in the chauvinistic (not to say misogynistic) world of magic, he failed to check that the baby in question was a son. Everybody knows that there’s no such thing as a female wizard. But now it’s gone and happened, there’s nothing much anyone can do about it. Let the battle of the sexes begin…
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Death comes to us all. When he came to Mort, he offered him a job. Henceforth, Death is no longer going to be the end, merely the means to an end. It’s an offer Mort can’t refuse. As Death’s apprentice he’ll have free board, use of the company horse – and being dead isn’t compulsory. It’s a dream job – until he discovers that it can be a killer on his love life…
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All this books and stuff, that isn’t what it should all be about. What we need is real wizardry. There was an eighth son of an eighth son. He was, quite naturally, a wizard. And there it should have ended. However (for reasons we’d better not go into), he had seven sons. And then he had an eighth son… a wizard squared…a source of magic…a Sourcerer. Unseen University has finally got what it wished for: the most powerful wizard on the disc. Which, unfortunately, could mean that the death of all wizardry is at hand. And that the world is going to end, depending on whom you listen to. Unless of course one inept wizard can take the University’s most precious artefact, the very embodiment of magic itself, and deliver it halfway across the disc to safety…
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Things like crowns had a troublesome effect on clever folks; it was best to leave all the reigning to the kind of people whose eyebrows met in the middle. Three witches gathered on a lonely heath. A king cruelly murdered, his throne usurped by his ambitious cousin. A child heir and the crown of the kingdom, both missing… Witches don’t have these kind of dynastic problems themselves – in fact, they don’t have leaders. Granny Weatherwax was the most highly-regarded of the leaders they didn’t have. But even she found that meddling in royal politics was a lot more complicated than certain playwrights would have you believe, particularly when the blood on your hands just won’t wash off and you’re facing a future with knives in it…
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This is where the dragons went. They lie…not dead, not asleep, but…dormant. And although the space they occupy isn’t like normal space, nevertheless they are packed in tightly. They could put you in mind of a can of sardines, if you thought sardines were huge and scaly. And presumably, somewhere, there’s a key… Guards! Guards! is the eighth Discworld novel – and after this, dragons will never be the same again!
£35.00
Originally released in July 2009, this bronzed pin features Captain Carrot standing to attention, holding the Ankh Morpork flag. It was due to be the first in a series of figurative pins featuring various Discworld denizens. If fact, he turned out to be the only one. It stands at 38mm high.
£10.00
The alchemists of the Discworld have discovered the magic of the silver screen. But what is the dark secret of Holy Wood hill? It’s up to Victor Tugelbend (“Can’t sing. Can’t dance. Can handle a sword a little.”) and Theda Withel (“I come from a little town you’ve probably never heard of”) to find out… Moving Pictures, the ninth Discworld novel is a gloriously funny saga set against the background of a world gone mad!
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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…
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‘Things have to come to an end, see. That’s how it works when you turn the world into stories. You should never have done that. You shouldn’t treat people like they was characters, like they was things. But if you do, then you’ve got to know where the story ends.’ It seemed an easy job… After all, how difficult could it be to make sure that a servant girl doesn’t marry a prince? Quite hard, actually, even for the witches Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg and Magrat Garlick. That’s the problem with real life – it tends to get in the way of a good story, and a good story is hard to resist. Servant girls have to marry the prince. That’s what life is all about. You can’t fight a Happy Ending, especially when it comes with glass slippers and a Fairy Godmother who has made Destiny an offer it can’t refuse.
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THE FAIRIES ARE BACK – BUT THIS TIME THEY DON’T JUST WANT YOUR TEETH… Granny Weatherwax and her tiny coven are up against real elves. It’s Midsummer Night. No times for dreaming… With full supporting cast of dwarfs, wizards, trolls, Morris dancers and one orang-utan. And lots of hey-nonny-nonny and blood all over the place.
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‘Be a MAN in the City Watch! The City Watch needs MEN!’ But what it’s got includes Corporal Carrot (technically a dwarf), Lance-constable Cuddy (really a dwarf), Lance constable Detritus (a troll), Lance constable Angua (a woman… most of the time) and Corporal Nobbs (disqualified from the human race for shoving). And they need all the help they can get. Because they’ve only got twenty-four hours to clean up the town and this is Ankh-Morpork we’re talking about…
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OTHER CHILDREN GET GIVEN XYLOPHONES. SUSAN JUST HAD TO ASK HER GRANDFATHER TO TAKE HIS VEST OFF. Yes. There’s a Death in the family. It’s hard to grow up normally when Grandfather rides a white horse and wields a scythe – especially when you have to take over the family business, and everyone mistakes you for the Tooth Fairy. And especially when you have to face the new and addictive music that has entered Discworld. It’s lawless. It changes people. It’s called Music With Rocks In. It’s got a beat and you can dance to it, but… It’s alive. And it won’t fade away.
£10.00
MIGHTY BATTLES! REVOLUTION! DEATH! WAR! (AND HIS SONS TERROR AND PANIC, AND DAUGHTER CLANCY). The oldest and most inscrutable empire on the Discworld is in turmoil, brought about by the revolutionary treatise What I did on My Holidays. Workers are uniting, with nothing to lose but their water buffaloes. Warlords are struggling for power. War (and Clancy) are spreading throughout the ancient cities. And all that stands in the way of terrible doom for everyone is: Rincewind the Wizard, who can’t even spell the word ‘wizard’… Cohen the barbarian hero, five foot tall in his surgical sandals, who has had a lifetime’s experience of not dying… …and a very special butterfly.
£6.00
These beautiful badges have been commissioned to celebrate the much anticipated Good Omens series which is coming to Amazon/BBC in 2019.
Available in both an angelic white & silver and a devilish black & gold, it’s time to choose your side – The End is Nigh!
£10.00
THE SHOW MUST GO ON, AS MURDER, MUSIC AND MAYHEM RUN RIOT IN THE NIGHT… The Opera House, Ankh-Morpork…a huge, rambling building, where innocent young sopranos are lured to their destiny by a strangely-familiar eveil mastermind in a hideously-deformed evening dress… At least, he hopes so. But Granny Weatherwax, Discworld’s most famous witch, is in the audience. And she doesn’t hold with that sort of thing. So there’s going to be trouble (but nevertheless a good evenin’s entertainment with murders you can really hum…)
