Title: A Hat Full of Sky
Author: Terry Pratchett
Publisher: Doubleday
Price: 12.99 UKP
ISBN: 0385607369
Series: Discworld
Reviewer: Adam Corres
Publication Date: May 2004
Review Date: May 2004
Format: hardback
Topic: fiction
Topic: fantasy
Topic: humour
Following a strong introduction about
the Feegle race - pictsies, and how to avoid them, our story begins
among sleepy villages on chalky downs where a shepherdess once cussed
the sky blue. Rob Anybody (a name, not an instruction) has been
placed under a heavy geas (an obligation, not a bird). He must help a
trainee witch confront a monster.
‘Witch’ is still a loaded
term for some folk, so perhaps I should clarify. In the Ramtop
Mountains, witches are midwives, vets and community nurses. They’re
low on evil and strong on practicality. Yes, they inhabit the fringes
of this world, and sometimes the next. That’s because they help
bring the newborn into this life and will do what they can to make
those leaving it comfortable. Magic? They prefer psychology. Occult
imagery? The author sends it up. Discworld witches are another useful
lens for the human condition.
Tiffany Aching, child hero, is
apprenticed to the star of a travelling freak show. The kind where
you pay good money to see the water otter and they show you a kettle.
J.K.Rowling’s cloistered school for wizards contrasts with
Pratchett’s open air school of practicality, cheap confidence
tricks and a few hard knocks. People are respected for what they can
do, not who they are. Here, Tiffany has presence like a pulsar;
deceptively small, immensely heavy, and it all revolves around her.
Even in the poorest abode, the Disc’s
witches get professional respect. “Would she like a cup of tea?
I’ve cleaned our cup”. The great achievement of this
writing is that these characters are three dimensional people with
four dimensional minds.
Landscapes described in the series are
recognisable as real places in England. The Uffington White Horse in
Oxfordshire, standing stones and barrow mounds. Terry again: “I
was born of the Chilterns and I live in chalk country, about two
minutes from downland and lots of sheep; a lot of the hills around
here have been in my mind’s eye when I was working on the
books. There’s no shortage of ancient earthworks and mounds
around here, but, alas, no white horses within walking distance”.
“Far too much downland has gone
under the plough because of short-term agricultural policies. Mind
you, I’m pleased to see that farmers are now being encouraged
to turn downland arable back into turf. Sometimes they’re the
sons of farmers who were paid turn the downland turf into arable!”
All good stuff then? Well… The
only note which jars is this. When the central character is
challenged and tested. Why does she need help? She’s the
self-sufficient type who hardly requires rescuing, yet her familiars
(the Nac Mac Feegle) must have their role. This echoes another novel
(which Terry Pratchett advises people to read), Miss Masham’s
Repose, by T.H.White. In this, a continuation of Gulliver’s
Travels, a learned professor advises against patronising small folk
just because of their size. Pratchett clearly won’t break
White’s cardinal rule. Hence the Feegles have their quest, no
matter how ‘bolted on’ it may seem. The witch has
mentally grown up. The Feegles are unstoppable. The monster is
outnumbered and doesn’t seem threatening enough. So the answer?
Make the monster undefeatable! Oh, so how can she win? Thinking of
course! So now it’s all logical, but it still jars.
Plying his craft in description and
wordplay, there are parts that make you sad and parts that make you
think. There’s always that daydream-popping line which makes
you want to find someone and say “Hey, listen to this!”
There’s another visit to the Lancre Witch Trials (an Olympic
Games for party tricks), singing mice and perhaps the most
fantastical of all Discworld images – ‘Dancing With
Bees’.
Find out literally when not to use the
word ‘literally’, why boredom is the rarest talent in the
universe and why the worst thing you can say to a witch is “Do
you want a balloon?” Learn another language too with the handy
glossary. ‘Pished’ is apparently Nac Mac Feegle for
‘tired’. It’s fun to read, hard to criticise and
clear about the bottom line. She might be called Tiffany, but no
one’s throwing this little witch in the pond.
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