“I was ordering breakfast,” said Carrot.

“You know the menu off by heart?”

“Oh, yes. But it’s written on the wall as well.”

Angua turned and looked again at what she’d thought were merely random scratches.

“It’s Oggham,” said Carrot. “An ancient and poetic runic script whose origins are lost in the mists of time but it’s thought to have been invented even before the Gods.”

“Gosh. What does it say?”

Carrot really cleared his throat this time.

“Soss, egg, beans and rat 12p

Soss, rat and fried slice 10p

Cream-cheese rat 9p

Rat and beans 8p

Rat and ketchup 7p

Rat 4p”

“Why does ketchup cost almost as much as the rat?” said Angua.

“Have you tried rat without ketchup?” said Carrot.