When I was younger (in my teens) I used to see a lot of myself in Granny Weatherwax. As I got into my twenties and early thirties, I used to relate a lot more to Tiffany. Now that I’m at the start of my fourties and have a child… I really grok Nanny Ogg. I think she’s who I was always meant to be.
Greebo should have been a bigger clue. That cat… I’ve had that cat. Twice now. And I feel sure he’s coming back to me again one day. Big, angry, old tom cat’s are my people. My squishy, snuggly little people.