5 out of 5
Postmaster General Moist von Lipwig is back and once again Lord Vetinari has placed him in an impossible situation. This time Pratchett takes on the banking industry and the illusion money creates. When the chairman of the Royal Bank dies she leaves the bank to her dog and names Lipwig it’s guardian, at the same time Vetinari names Lipwig chairman of the Royal Mint. Determined to make both the bank and the mint profitable, Lipwig uses his experiences with the Post Office to come up with a scheme, paper money. Of course nothing is what it seems, especially the gold supposedly in the bank vault and the nationality of the head teller. Lipwig manages to stay one step ahead of his enemies and his friends all while carrying around a lap dog with an interest in sexual toys. As always Pratchett keeps the reader on their toes, nothing is as it appears and, much like the real banking system, not all of it makes sense. Just what is the value of money?