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Bertie Wooster was indignant-and with reason. The neighbors had dared to make a fuss about the assiduous practicing of his beloved banjolele. But a further blow was to come. "If," said Jeeves, "it is really your intention to continue playing that instrument, I have no option but to leave." Haughtily rejecting this ultimatum, Bertie sought refuge in a cottage owned by his buddy, Lord Chuffington. But the peace and quiet were rudely shattered by the arrival of Pauline Stoker-to whom he was once unnervingly engaged-and her formidable father, who saw in Bertie a pestilential suitor barmy to the core.… (more)
themulhern: Lord Peter is pretty obviously inspired by Bertie, as Bunter by Jeeves. This just seems impossible to deny.
Note that this Wodehouse was published after "Whose Body?". But the character of Bertie had been around for about a decade by the time "Whose Body?" was published.… (more)
This is enjoyable, inconsequential escapism. I admit I'm no big fan of humor literature, but this was pleasant to read and held my attention. There was an element of "why should I care about the silly problems of these silly upper-class people?", but there's something archetypal in the not-too-bright but well-meaning Bertie Wooster and the inimitable Jeeves, a well-educated gentleman's gentleman who is always ready with a suggestion to get his employer out of trouble.
The story is pleasant nonsense, full of misunderstandings, slapstick, romantic entanglements and inheritances, with Wooster always willing to lend a helping hand to a pal in need, and causing lots of trouble until the always perfectly polite Jeeves helps him out. Don't expect constant laughter, but you can expect a certain level of general amusement and some particularly funny passages. ( )
The first of the eleven Jeeves and Wooster novels, Thank You, Jeeves bolts out of the gate, instantly funnier than the best of the (very funny) 33 short stories that preceded it. The novel opens with Bertie's horror at being forced to choose between his current flat and his beloved instrument, the banjolele, which his neighbours will not stomach. He makes the only reasonable choice - the banjolele, of course - only to find Jeeves handing in his notice. From there, it's one long descent into madness! ( )
You don't need a resume of the story. You know perfectly well it's going to involve the hapless Bertie Wooster, one or more of his equally dim chums, an ex-girlffiend, various elderly family members and friends-of-family, and of course the incomparable Jeeves, who ensures it all come right in the end. I can't always get all that excited about the predictable plots (well, predictable endings anyway), but I do so enjoy Bertie's turns of phrase, and that's what brings me back to these books when I just need a light read that will fill in no more than a couple of days. A nice bit of fun. ( )
Well written with subdued humor throughout. Doesn't quite hold up to the rest of time with the racing humor though. But it was easy to get lost in the story and really feel the era and lifestyle. I would read more Wodehouse books. ( )
As usual, P. G. Wodehouse never fails to provide an entertaining, humorous read. Inane? Yes. Silly? Yes. Predictable? Yes. But thoroughly enjoyable, familiar, comfortable. ( )
"I fancy the individual you have in mind, sir, is the poet Keats, who compared his emotions on first reading Chapman's Homer to those of stout Cortex when with eagle eyes he stared at the Pacific.... And all his men looked at each other with a wild surmise, silent upon a peak in Darien."
Say what you like against civilisation, it comes in dashed handy in a crisis like this.
'You were talking with Chuffy, did you say?' 'Yes, sir.' 'And he heard all that, too?' 'Yes, sir.' 'About me kissing Miss Stoker?' 'Yes, sir.' 'Did it stir him up?' 'Yes, sir.' 'What did he say?' 'He mentioned something about scooping out your insides, sir.' I wiped the brow.
'In other words, he's actually being paid to chivvy me about with carving knives. If that's not Life,' I said thoughtfully, 'what is?'
Bertie Wooster was indignant-and with reason. The neighbors had dared to make a fuss about the assiduous practicing of his beloved banjolele. But a further blow was to come. "If," said Jeeves, "it is really your intention to continue playing that instrument, I have no option but to leave." Haughtily rejecting this ultimatum, Bertie sought refuge in a cottage owned by his buddy, Lord Chuffington. But the peace and quiet were rudely shattered by the arrival of Pauline Stoker-to whom he was once unnervingly engaged-and her formidable father, who saw in Bertie a pestilential suitor barmy to the core.
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Overlook Press blurb: While pursuing the love of his life, American heiress Pauline Stoker, Lord 'Chuffy' Chuffnell borrows the services of Jeeves, the perfect gentleman's gentleman. But when Chuffy finds out that Jeeves's employer, Bertie Wooster, was once engaged to Pauline himself - until the engagement was broken by her tough-egg father, abetted by loony-doctor Sir Roderick Glossop - such fearsome complications ensue that even Jeeves has difficulty securing a happy ending.
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The story is pleasant nonsense, full of misunderstandings, slapstick, romantic entanglements and inheritances, with Wooster always willing to lend a helping hand to a pal in need, and causing lots of trouble until the always perfectly polite Jeeves helps him out. Don't expect constant laughter, but you can expect a certain level of general amusement and some particularly funny passages. (