In which Magrat gets replaced by a girl with very good hair and the ability to shatter glass at 100 paces. I've always liked Agnes, if only because she's an excuse for another Witches novel, but I've never quite thought she was as distinctive as her predecessor. Magrat might have been a wet hen, but she was absolutely different from both Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg, whereas Agnes is clearly going to turn out a witch in the Granny mould, I reckon.

Still, this is a fun outing and the double act of Nanny and Granny is as sharp and delightful as ever. I did think the book got a little muddled at the end, and the referential gags went on a little too long for my taste, but when you've got something as good as a Witches novel these are small complaints.