Carry on, PG Wodehouse!

I have relapsed back into the marvellous world in which Jeeves and Bertie rule. What, ho?

Bertie_Wooster_and_Jeeves_by_edgar1975

Bertie and Jeeves, as drawn by Edgar: http://edgar1975.deviantart.com/

I really can’t remember when I started or when I stopped, I certainly know that my mother had a hand in it. At a certain point in my life – somewhere between twelve and twenty-four – I was exposed (by the afore-mentioned mother) to a handful of episodes of “Jeeves and Wooster“. A collection of stories with two main characters: Bertie (Bertram Wilberforce Wooster), a stinkingly rich gentleman bachelor in the early 1900s that finds himself unexpectedly one morning with a butler, Jeeves (Reginald Jeeves, to be precise). Bertie is irresponsible, easy-going, loose, haphazard (yes, I realise that those aren’t adjectives you usually use for a person, but that’s just what he is). Jeeves is upright (not uptight, upright is what I wanted to write), proper, well-mannered, British, calm. Together they’re on fire – complimentary and perfect.

It was wonderful. I laughed. Fell in love with Stephen Fry and forgot Dr.House, substituting Hugh Laurie‘s image in my head with Bertie. Did you know Hugh Laurie is also a (pretty accomplished) musician (of my favourite genre, Jazz)?!  Then, unexpectedly, I promptly and completely forgot about the whole thing until quite recently, when in a bookshop in Edinburgh (or was it London? Or Oslo?) I saw it. A book. By PG Wodehouse. Called “Carry on, Jeeves“. I vaguely remembered some laughs, but the TV series is nothing compared to the entertainment and wit that seeps out of the book. Or, might I say, books. Because I’ve read another two in the meantime and, once I finish the Jeeves series, will definitely continue on the other, dozens and dozens, of books written by the genius PG Wodehouse.

The best thing about these books are the words. Books are always full of them, obviously, but up to now I had never experienced such pleasure in reading words. Put together in the most astonishing way. PG is A genius, I say. And thank goodness he wrote so much before passing away (at the grand age of 93).

One piece of advice: read the series in order.

Another piece of advice: don’t watch the series before the books, but do watch it after. There’s nothing missing and the actors are phenomenal.

This is one of my favourite scenes of one of the books and gives the gist of the relationship between the two.. let me know what you think and if you like them as much as I do 🙂 Enjoy!

PS did you know that the infamous website called “ask.com” was once called “askjeeves.com”? Read the book and you’ll see why!

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About Full Of Daisies

I am permanently in love. Things I like: purple, pasta, silk, autumn, the smell of mould, candles, cachi, having friends, water, new things, rice, eggs (all eggs!), fresh grass, olive trees, shiny things, glitter, hanging objects, windcatchers, wind, couscous, wasabi, carnivores, presents, snow, leaves, orchids, feathers, cappelletti, meat, fruit (all fruit), more del gelso (Morus alba L.), pigs, candles, christmas, polenta fritta!, separating egg whites from yokes in my hands, cartoons, dragons, the ocean, nudibranchi, cows, mercury (the metal), cosmos (the flowers), thunderstorms, Mika, turtles, acquariums, green and blue (mixed), siccamores, spring, snails, 24, porc with a sweet sauce (apple, cranberry, tomatoes jam), looking at a swimming pool upsidedown and underwater, english accent, open-minded people, driving, blue skies, checkered tablecloths, butterflies, books and cartoons in rhyme, painting eggs, the star-shadows that football players have, silver, laughing, Vivaldi, bells and chimes, white and purple, creating. Complete Happiness: Early morning. Sun, with a breeze; a pond with water lilies. A house, with a garden, full of plants. A vegetable patch, lemon, orange and mandarin trees. Cosmos everywhere. Birds in the trees; a tortoise eating the salad from the vegetable patch; a mammal (I couldn’t decide which one would make me happier) close by. No houses for as far as the eye can see. Me, a man that loves me and that I love. Friends coming over for a lunch that I have to prepare, and have all the ingredients for all ready in the kitchen.

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