He looked proudly at the Combination Harvester. Of course, you needed a horse to pull it. That spoiled things a bit. Horses belonged to Yesterday; Tomorrow belonged to the Combination Harvester and its descendants, which would make the world a cleaner and better place. It was just a matter of taking the horse out of the equation. He’d tried clockwork, and that wasn’t powerful enough. Maybe if he tried winding a–Behind him, the kettle boiled over and put the fire out.
Simnel fought his way through the steam. That was the bloody trouble, every time. Whenever someone was trying to do a bit of sensible thinking, there was always some pointless distraction.
Terry Pratchett, “Reaper Man”
(Foreshadowing for Raising Steam, which is twenty-nine books in the future. Don’t worry, Ned Simnel, your son will follow your lead.)