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Original Fiction, Wodehouse Women21 Comments

Tales from the Junior Lipstick: the F. of the S. — Part III

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…when an impressionable young girl saves a chap from drowning, she naturally takes a proprietorial interest in his progress. Our story continues, narrated by Hilda Gudgeon from her comfortable chair in the smoking room of the Junior Lipstick: Eustacia Bellows is in love after a chance encounter with her childhood chum Cyril Pomfrey-Waddelow (and his near encounter with a No. 37 bus). Unfortunately for Eustacia (Stacey to her friends) Cyril is currently under the spell of  Angelica Blake – a poet. Start at the beginning or read on for the latest installment in my P.G. Wodehouse homage (everyone else is … Continue reading Tales from the Junior Lipstick: the F. of the S. — Part III

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Original Fiction, P.G. Wodehouse27 Comments

Tales from the Junior Lipstick: the F. of the S. — Part II

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Back by popular demand, if a broad definition of the word popular is applied, Part II of my homage to P.G. Wodehouse, a Junior Lipstick Club story The F. of the S. Here’s Part I if you missed it.   * * * Eustacia Bellows and Cyril Pomfrey-Waddelow (said Hilda Gudgeon) had been pals since childhood. When Stacey was nine she saved Cyril from drowning in the village pond, and when an impressionable young girl saves a chap from drowning, she naturally takes a proprietorial interest in his progress. When Cyril was lying-in with mumps, she read him Pickwick. In the … Continue reading Tales from the Junior Lipstick: the F. of the S. — Part II

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Finding Plumtopia, Mr Mulliner11 Comments

I have dyspepsia!

Honoria Plum

Yesterday I received the Doctor’s diagnosis of an ailment that has been troubling me for some time. I have dyspepsia! I don’t suppose a doctor ever received such a joyous response to this news as mine did. I practically whooped around the surgery. For now, I can read my favourite poem, by Lancelot Mulliner in ‘Came the Dawn’, with the added poignancy of personal suffering. DARKLING (A Threnody) By L. BASSINGTON MULLINER (Copyright in all languages, including the Scandinavian) Black branches, Like a corpse’s withered hands, Waving against the blacker sky: Chill winds, Bitter like the tang of half-remembered sins; … Continue reading I have dyspepsia!

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Golfing Stories (The Oldest Member), The Great Romances12 Comments

The Great Wodehouse Romances: Archibald’s Benefit

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‘Archibald’s Benefit’ (1909) is a delightful short story, included in The Man Upstairs (1914). It relates the trials of Archibald Mealing, a keen but inept golfer, and his romance with Margaret Milsom. I say inept. Wodehouse says: Archibald, mark you, … Continue reading The Great Wodehouse Romances: Archibald’s Benefit

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