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Granny Weatherwax was not lost. She wasn't the kind of person who ever became lost. It was just that, at the moment, while she knew exactly where SHE was, she didn't know the position of anywhere else.
Several sellers of hot meat pies and sausages in a bun had appeared from nowhere* and were doing a brisk trade.
*They always do, everywhere, No-one sees them arrive. The logical explanation is that the franchise includes the stall, the paper hat and a small gas-powered time machine