In this third full length novel, Wodehouse returns to warmly familiar characters and I do love the way the novels and stories feature recurring characters and call backs to other events. You can tell the difference easily: the characters in Wodehouse, whilst entitled, privileges and self-obsessed, possess a charm and wit that Members of Her Majesty’s Parliament often fail to exhibit. Nope, definitely reviewing The Code of the Woosters. Hang on, am I reviewing a Wodehouse, or describing our current clutch of MPs?
Entitled toffs with silly names basking in their own privilege whilst holed up in stately architecture.
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