
2020 Escape to Wodehouse
‘There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, “Do trousers matter?”‘
βThe mood will pass, sir.β Continue reading 2020 Escape to Wodehouse
‘There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, “Do trousers matter?”‘
βThe mood will pass, sir.β Continue reading 2020 Escape to Wodehouse
Originally posted on FictionFan's Book Reviews:
Knotted locks and knitted socks… π π π π π Bertie isnβt keen on visiting Steeple Bumpleigh, home to Aunt Agatha, the most terrifying of his aunts. But Jeeves is keen to do… Continue reading Joy in the Morning: Jonathan Cecil audiobook review
A dash of Wodehouse is always a great gift idea. This seasonal piece offers a few ideas to help you choose something special for the Wodehouse lover in your life — or for those poor souls of your acquaintance who … Continue reading Wodehouse for Christmas: gifts that keep giving
Originally posted on Zanyzigzag's Blog:
Pelham Grenville (Plum) Wodehouse was a comic writer and lyricist, who, in the words of Hugh Laurie, “was quite simply the funniest man ever to put words to paper”. I remember the first time I ever read Wodehouse. A year or so ago I bought a copy of “Thank You Jeeves” and it is not too much to say that my world of reading was transformed by it. On finishing the book I recall being staggered, absolutely flabbergasted, by the thought that if I hadn’t read Moab and found out that Stephen Fry liked… Continue reading In Celebration of Wodehouse
Henry glanced hastily at the mirror. Yes, he did look rather old. He must have overdone some of the lines on his forehead. He looked something between a youngish centenarian and a nonagenarian who had seen a good deal of trouble. The Man with Two Left Feet (1917) I feel much like Henry did, as I glance in the mirror to inspect the remains of my former self on the eve of what I’ll just call a ‘significant’ birthday.Β But I shall resist the urge to impersonate the great Russian novelists, and reflect instead upon some of my favourite Wodehouse … Continue reading The desert island pickings of a quadragenarian