On the way back to Scoone Avenue, in the dark of night, Vimes walked along the alley behind Clay Lane and stopped when he reckoned he was at a point halfway between the backs of the pawn shop and the shonky shop, and therefore behind the temple. He threw his cigar stub over the fence. He heard it land on gravel, which moved a little. And then he went home. And the world turned towards morning.
For prompts: So I'm interested to hear about the courtship of female Sam Vimes and Lady Ramkin because obviously that's something everyone needs in their lives. (or just the life of a female Sam in general)
Those nights when she makes it home at something approaching a decent hour, Sam will lie in bed with Sybil’s head on her stomach. Sybil keeps her hair very short and fine beneath her wigs, and Sam likes the feel of it, tracing every dip and line of Sybil’s skull, from the soft rolls of her neck to the slope of her temples, the sharp curve of her widow’s peak. Her fingertips could map out Ankh-Morpork on Sybil’s skin, though sometimes she got distracted and forgot where Scooner’s Lane ended and the faint divot beneath Sybil’s ear began.
Sometimes Sybil will talk, or read aloud, and Sam thinks—there’s the Chase, there is always the Chase, but this might the only thing she’s ever known where there’s joy in the having.
What are you thinking about? Sybil asks sometimes, and Sam says, Nothing, nothing. Tell me more, I was listening. I like listening to you.
There was an Understanding.
The Understanding was: Her Grace, Lady Sybil Deidre Olgivanna Ramkin, had, on the twelfth of May, married Captain Samantha Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork Watch. It was a very lovely ceremony. There had been cake.
Questions on the matter, such as “is there legal precedent for this”, “where exactly are the records for—” and “how does a noble title pass to a duchess’ wife” could be respectfully addressed to the Patrician.
It was amazing how quickly people Understood, when Vetinari was suggested as the alternate means of education.
Today in history: May 29, 1944 - Maurice Bishop born.
Bishop was a Grenadian revolutionary in the New Jewel Movement, who became Prime Minister of the People’s Revolutionary Government of Grenada with the 1979 revolution in Grenada. Bishop was killed in 1983 in an internal struggle in the revolutionary movement. Days later, the U.S. took advantage of the situation to invade Grenada and overthrow the revolutionary government, returning Paul Scoon to power, who had been appointed Governor General of Grenada by the U.K.’s Queen Elizabeth II in 1978.
(image: Maurice Bishop with Nicaraguan Sandinista leader Daniel Ortega and Cuban leader Fidel Castro)
Via Freedom Road Socialist Organization (Fight Back!)
Tiffany Aching is on her way to bring Mrs Altworthy her medicine when she realises there is something quite urgent she must do. She delivers the medicine first, of course – any task worth doing will understand why it has to wait until after that.
Then she goes home, pulls a chair up close to the bed, lights a candle, and
gets out a book to read. She is not going to sleep tonight, she knows.
There is a watch to keep. Something is owed tonight, and it is the
witches’ duty to pay the debt.
casual reminder that, as of raising steam, moist and adora live in a mansion on scoone avenue…
…which means that moist and vimes are NEIGHBOURS
(can you imagine what a little SHIT moist would be about that though??? he’d probably wave and grin enthusiastically every time he saw vimes and vimes would just be like >:[ and that means that adora and sybil probably know each other pretty well too…)