#henry slugg

[pratchettquotes]

"Where're you from, Henry?" said Nanny.

"Really from," said Granny.

"I grew up in the Rookery Yard in the Shades. They're in Ankh-Morpork," said Henry. "It was a terrible rough place. There were only three ways out. You could sing your way out or you could fight your way out."

"What was the third way?" said Nanny.

"Oh, you could go down that little alleyway into Shamlegger Street and then cut down to Treacle Mine Road," said Henry. "But no one ever amounted to anything who went that way."

Terry Pratchett, Maskerade

[firstofficerrose]

I kinda love Henry Slugg.

The poor guy just wants to eat some regular Anhk-Morpork food, and everyone is convinced he's Discworld!Italian, and he's mildly allergic to tomatoes. What a cruel fate!

He's even expressing a yearning for sausages inna bun, the man is truly desperate.

[firstofficerrose]

Nanny Ogg can make sauce so spicy that it causes a glass held in your hand to boil. Granny Weatherwax can take it. Henry Slugg can take a nap immediately thereafter. I love this. I really, really love these kinds of food scenes, this is exactly what I come to fantasy for.

[discworldquotes]

He nodded. ‘I was only going to do it to make some money. I was going to come back and marry my little Angeline–’ 'Who was she?’ said Granny. 'Oh, a girl I grew up with,’ said Henry, vaguely. 'Sharing the same gutter in the back streets of Ankh-Morpork, kind of thing?’ said Nanny, in an understanding voice. 'Gutter? In those days you had to put your name down and wait five years for a gutter,’ said Henry. 'We thought people in gutters were nobs. We shared a drain. With two other families. And a man who juggled eels.’

Terry Pratchett, Maskerade

[discworldquotes]

'I grew up in Rookery Yard in the Shades. They're in Ankh-Morpork,' said Henry. 'It was a terrible rough place. There were only three ways out. You could sing your way out or you could fight your way out.' 'What was the third way?' said Nanny. 'Oh, you could go down that little alleyway into Shamlegger Street and then cut down into Treacle Mine Road,' said Henry. 'But no one ever amounted to anything who went that way.'

Terry Pratchett, Maskerade