"This is all rather fun," said Sybil an hour later as the coaches headed out of the city. "Do you remember when we last went on holiday, Sam?"
"That wasn't really a holiday," said Vimes. Above them, Young Sam swung back and forth in a little hammock, cooing.
"Well, it was very interesting, all the same," said Sybil.
"Yes, dear. Werewolves tried to eat me."
Terry Pratchett, Thud!

















