P.g. Wodehouse: thank you, jeevesky
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‘the funniest writer ever to put words on paper’ hugh laurie ‘i mean, if you're asking a fellow to come out of a room so that you can dismember him with a carving knife, it's absurd to tack a 'sir' on to every sentence. 'my only problem with wodehouse is deciding which of his enchanting books to take to my desert island' ruth dudley edwards 'the most industrious, prolific and beneficent author ever to have sat down, scratched his head and banged out a sentence' stephen fry -- 'your tea will be here in a moment, sir.' 'no, jeeves. This is no time for tea. I must concentrate." when his incomparable valet jeeves suddenly resigns, how will the hapless bertie wooster get by? Bertie's dedicated but somewhat untuneful playing of the banjo has driven jeeves, his otherwise steadfast gentleman's gentleman, to give notice. Looking for respite, bertie disappears to the country as a guest of his chum chuffy, only to find his peace shattered by the arrival of his ex-fiancée pauline stoker, her formidable father and the eminent loony-doctor sir roderick glossop. It seems bertie cannot survive for long without jeeves - and soon a situation arises which only jeeves can solve.