Well, of all the bally nerve!  'Darling,' 'dear heart'- I feel like I've been spending too much time hanging around La Bassett- all gawd-help-us soppy and... ugh!  It's enough to make a chap shudder, what?   I mean, I suppose the fellow's entitled to a filly if he wants one, but... dash it all!   I mean to say, this is the first I've ever heard of ( Read more... )

The next morning I awoke, as per usual, to the sight of Jeeves towering over my somnolent bod, bearing in his hands a tray with tea as well as a plate of the old h. and e.  Now of course, as you know, Bertram has awoken to this sight, or any slight variant thereof, for many a year, so it ought not to have been anything particularly noteworthy.  ( Read more... )

Dinner was a quiet affair for me that evening.  Or at least it was until I met a young fellow by the name of Laurie (short for Lawrence) who proved to be as spiffing a dinner companion as a chap could ask for.  A Scottish bird, you see, with all the pipe-smoking ginger-hairedness one would expect of that breed.  And, let me tell you, the johnnie ( Read more... )