Scan barcode
nirmalya's review
5.0
There will always be ....Wodehouse.
Growing up, Wodehouse books were my happy place. These days I find it hard to go back to his books because of some of the associations they evoke. This book had been lying with me for two years before I finally decided to read it. Good decision.
1920-1940 was the time when PGW was at his peak. This short story is from 1937 and, as one would expect, Wodehouse in top form. What's more, his most lovable character, Lord Emsworth, is in starring role. The supporting cast comprises of the usual suspects - the strong willed Lady Constance, the annoyingly efficient secretary Rupert Baxter and the dignified Butler Beach, with a pair of star crossed young lovers thrown in for good measure. Also in the mix is Emsworth's grandson George, owner of the airgun that starts off the crime wave at Blandings.
What follows is a serenely predictable plot wherein young hearts are broken and mended, meddling aunts are foiled, nefarious plans of foisting efficient secretaries on reluctant employers are countered and the trouser seats of a certain unpleasant person are repeatedly shot at by mysterious assailant(s).
A laugh-a-minute chucklefest, full of the Wodehousean magic that never gets old, even when you do.
Growing up, Wodehouse books were my happy place. These days I find it hard to go back to his books because of some of the associations they evoke. This book had been lying with me for two years before I finally decided to read it. Good decision.
1920-1940 was the time when PGW was at his peak. This short story is from 1937 and, as one would expect, Wodehouse in top form. What's more, his most lovable character, Lord Emsworth, is in starring role. The supporting cast comprises of the usual suspects - the strong willed Lady Constance, the annoyingly efficient secretary Rupert Baxter and the dignified Butler Beach, with a pair of star crossed young lovers thrown in for good measure. Also in the mix is Emsworth's grandson George, owner of the airgun that starts off the crime wave at Blandings.
What follows is a serenely predictable plot wherein young hearts are broken and mended, meddling aunts are foiled, nefarious plans of foisting efficient secretaries on reluctant employers are countered and the trouser seats of a certain unpleasant person are repeatedly shot at by mysterious assailant(s).
A laugh-a-minute chucklefest, full of the Wodehousean magic that never gets old, even when you do.
marionhoney's review
4.0
4.5/5
This was my first Wodehouse, and, I have to say, he has a distinct style of writing. It's a breeze to read, but then there also isn't much substance to it. Still, doesn't detract from enjoying it. It's a silly short story about bumbling white English people, and I got a couple chuckles out of it.
This was my first Wodehouse, and, I have to say, he has a distinct style of writing. It's a breeze to read, but then there also isn't much substance to it. Still, doesn't detract from enjoying it. It's a silly short story about bumbling white English people, and I got a couple chuckles out of it.
More...