'Yes, but, you see, I have what you might call a season ticket,' the abbot explained.
Light dawned on Mort, but very slowly.
'Oh,' he said, 'I've read about this. Reincarnation, yes?'
That's the word. Fifty-three times so far. Or fifty-four.'
Binky looked up as they approached and gave a short neigh of recognition when the abbot
patted his nose. Mort mounted up and helped the abbot up behind him.
'It must be very interesting,' he said, as Binky climbed away from the temple. On the absolute
scale of small talk this comment must rate minus quite a lot, but Mort couldn't think of anything
better.
'No, it mustn't,' said the abbot. 'You think it must be because you believe I can remember all my
lives, but of course I can't. Not while I'm alive, anyway.'
'I hadn't thought of that,' Mort conceded.
'Imagine toilet training fifty times.'
'Nothing to look back on, I imagine,' said Mort.
Light dawned on Mort, but very slowly.
'Oh,' he said, 'I've read about this. Reincarnation, yes?'
That's the word. Fifty-three times so far. Or fifty-four.'
Binky looked up as they approached and gave a short neigh of recognition when the abbot
patted his nose. Mort mounted up and helped the abbot up behind him.
'It must be very interesting,' he said, as Binky climbed away from the temple. On the absolute
scale of small talk this comment must rate minus quite a lot, but Mort couldn't think of anything
better.
'No, it mustn't,' said the abbot. 'You think it must be because you believe I can remember all my
lives, but of course I can't. Not while I'm alive, anyway.'
'I hadn't thought of that,' Mort conceded.
'Imagine toilet training fifty times.'
'Nothing to look back on, I imagine,' said Mort.
2 comments:
Ah, so you finally got around to reading discworld. Wonderful! BTW, you aren't reading very swetankish books these days, are you?
Ha ha! Nice!
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