NOT Wooster and Jeeves. (*throws hard rolls at the reviewers and publicists who say it is*) but fun in another way.
Let's be honest, this just isn't funny enough to be even breathed in the same category as P.G. Wodehouse. The main character just isn't hapless Bertie Wooster, though the aide-de-camp may exceed Jeeves in sagacity. In fact, if he were a butler he might be the Black Butler, or something else higher up in the butlers-of-utmost-resource-and-sagacity scale. But, honestly, he's boring. Miles Vorksigan's retainers are more interesting.
And yet, I gobbled this up. Despite the 'foolish scion of the nobility' doing an earnest, completely unintentional original of the Albert-Campion blundering-idiot-about-town first experience with actual service. Despite his foolishness. This is good, solid, space opera. And while it's not Bujold, nor is it yet Heinlein, it's a good yarn.