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  1. First Among Sequels
  2. Thursday Next Book 5
  3. Jasper Fforde
  4. ALSO BY JASPER FFORDE
  5. FirstAmongSequels
  6. Jasper Fforde
  7. Contents
  8. Author’s Note
  9. FirstAmongSequels
  10. Breakfast
  11. Mum and Polly and Mycroft
  12. Acme Carpets
  13. Jurisfiction
  14. Training Day
  15. The Great Library andCouncil of Genres
  16. A Probe Inside Pinocchio
  17. Julian Sparkle
  18. Core Containment
  19. The Well of Lost Plots
  20. The Refit
  21. Kids
  22. The ChronoGuard
  23. Home Again
  24. Cheese
  25. Breakfast Again
  26. Aornis Hades
  27. The Goliath Corporation
  28. The Austen Rover
  29. Holmes
  30. Next
  31. The Piano Problem
  32. Policy Directives
  33. The Paragon
  34. Thursday Next
  35. Bound to the Outland
  36. The Discreet Charmof the Outland
  37. Time Out of Joint
  38. Now Is the Winter
  39. Spending the Surplus
  40. The Austen Rover Roving
  41. Somewhere Else Entirely
  42. Rescue/Capture
  43. The Bees, the Bees
  44. Senator Jobsworth
  45. The Great Samuel Pepys Fiasco
  46. The End of Time
  47. A Woman NamedThursday Next
  48. My Thanks to:

“No—what cheese?”

“Nothing.”

I started the van, and we drove out of the industrial estate. This was the point at which the CEA would have pounced if they’d have known what was going on, but they didn’t. All was quiet in the town, and within a few minutes Millon had dropped me off at home, taking the Acme van himself to start peddling the cheese.

I had only just opened the garden gate when I noticed a figure standing in the shadows. I instinctively moved to grab my pistol, before remembering that I didn’t carry one in the Outland anymore. I needn’t have worried: It was Spike.

“You made me jump!”

“Sorry,” he replied soberly. “I came to ask you if you wanted any help disposing of the body.”

“I’m sorry?”

“The body. The ground can be hard this time of year.”

“Whose body?”

“Felix8. You did him in, right?”

“No.”

“Then how did he escape? You, me and Stig have the only keys.”

“Wait a moment,” I said nervously. “Felix8 has gone?”

“Completely. Are you sure you didn’t kill him?”

“I think I would have remembered.”

“Well,” said Spike, handing me a spade, “you better give this back to Landen, then.” I must have looked horrified, because he added, “I told him it was to plant some garlic. Listen, you get inside and keep the doors and windows locked—I’ll be in my car across the street if you need me.”

I went into the house and locked the door securely behind me. Felix8 was a worry, but not tonight—I had a complimentary block of Llangloffan, and nothing was going to come between me and Landen’s unbeatable macaroni and cheese.

Breakfast Again

Commonsense Party leader Redmond van de Poste, MP, succeeded Chancellor Yorrick Kaine in the hastily called elections of 1988, changed the job title back to “prime minister” and announced a series of innovative policies. For a start he insisted that democracy, while a good idea for a good idea, was potentially vulnerable to predation by the greedy, egotistical and insane, so his plan to democratize democracy was ruthlessly implemented. There were initial issues regarding civil liberties, but now, fourteen years later, we were beginning to accrue the benefits.