Given my often silly personality I should have loved this book. But it wasn‘t for me. The silliness got in the way of the plot, or at least what I could understand of it. It‘s Hogswatch night and Hogfather has disappeared. Has Mr Teatime killed him? Meanwhile, Death dresses up as Hogfather & goes on the rounds to keep the belief alive. Susan, their kind-of human descendant, seeks to make things right with the help of some absent-minded wizards ⬇️