Louis Aston Knight A Riverside Cottage

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.’Take your time from me. One...two...’
Modo the gardener was trundling a barrow load of hedge trimmings to a bonfire behind the new High Energy Magic research building when about half a dozen wizards went past at, for wizards, high speed. Windle Poons was being borne aloft between them.
Modo again and pushed it thoughtfully towards the secluded area where he kept his bonfire, his compost heaps, his leaf-mould pile, and the little shed he sat in when it rained.
He used to be assistant gardener at the palace, but this job was a lot more interesting. You really got to see life.

Ankh-Morpork society is street society. There is always something interesting going on. At the moment, the driver of a two-horse fruit wagon was holding the Dean six inches in the air by the scruff of the heard him to say, ‘Really, Archchancellor, are you quite sure this one will work -?’‘We’ve got your best interests at heart,’ said Ridcully.‘I’m sure, but -‘‘We’ll soon have you feeling your old self again,’ said the Bursar.‘No, we won’t,’ hissed the Dean.’That’s the whole point!’ ‘We’ll soon have you not feeling your old self again, that’s the whole point,’ stuttered the Bursar, as they rounded the corner. Modo picked up the handles of the barrow