I hadn't reread the Tiffany books since I Shall Wear Midnight came out, so I had got used to teenage Tiffany - so it was great to reread the Wee Free Men and rediscover wee nine-year-old Tiff with her oversized clothes, her frying pan and her attitude.
I also came out of it loving this book more than ever - the Feegles are on top form, the dream sequences are wonderfully unreal and Tiffany's world is so amazingly real, especially the character of Granny Aching whose loss resonates throughout. (I had a similar relationship to my own paternal grandmother, so I relate, even though mine wasn't a witch, of course).
If you go to the Spring Fling in Wincanton this weekend, you will hopefully be able to purchase this piece! I can't make it this year so I'm counting on the speed of the postal service to convey it in time for the Great Charity Auction. Fedecks, I am counting on you!