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Something Fresh by P.G. Wodehouse
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Jan 24, 2012

it was amazing
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"The greater the house, the more does the butler diverge from this type. Blandings Castle was one of the more important of England's show-pieces, and Beach, accordingly, had acquired a dignified inertia which almost qualified him for inclusion in the vegetable kingdom".

This is the first novel in the Blandings Castle series, and from the outset we are introduced to Lord Emsworth, whose kleptomaniac ways land him in the biggest trouble. On absent-mindedly stealing the prized rare scarab beetle belonging to an American millionaire, Mr Peters, (whose daughter is betrothed to Emsworth's son Frederick), two people are employed to steal it back from Lord Emsworth's museum in Blandings Castle and return it to Mr Peters. The two people who endeavour to do this deed are Ashe Marston, a writer of detective stories for magazines, and Joan Valentine, a show-girl - who Frederick Emsworth is madly in love with.

There are the usual fantastic Wodehouse characters to meet in this book, two of the more notable ones being The Efficient Baxter - the nosey head-butler; and Beach - the hypochondriac butler, who suffers from The Feet, The Lining Of His Stomach among other things.

There are twists and turns, there is romance, plotting, success and failure, in this gem of a comedy. In my opinion, this has to rate among one of the best of Wodehouse's books. Loved it!

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P.G. Wodehouse
“As we grow older and realize more clearly the limitations of human happiness, we come to see that the only real and abiding pleasure in life is to give pleasure to other people.”
P.G. Wodehouse, Something Fresh

P.G. Wodehouse
“Mr Beach was too well bred to be inquisitive, but his eyebrows here not.
'Ah!' he said.
'?', cried the eyebrows. '? ? ?'
Ashe ignored the eyebrows.
Mr Beach's eyebrows were still mutely urging him to reveal all, but Ashe directed his gaze at that portion of the room which Mr Beach did not fill. He was hanged if he was going to let himself be hypnotized by a pair of eyebrows into incriminating himself.”
P.G. Wodehouse, Something Fresh

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