Comments on: Right Ho, Jeeves

By: Bertie Wooster

Bertie Wooster — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 23:49:53 +0000

Dash it, what about the blessed royalties? One may be rolling in the stuff, chests full of golden doubloons that could stretch from here to Piccadilly, not that one would, yet one expects something in the way of financial remuneration for doing one’s bit in the writing line. Dash it, it’s only British. Is this Spain? I ask you. Expect to hear from my solicitor forthwith.

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Oh, I say, er, I don’t mean to give the wrong impression and all that. Standing on my rights and all like a jolly good’un, of course, naturally, naturally, but now that I’ve had a glass or two of the fruit of the vine, I am willing to grant forthwith and eftsoons, or whatever I should say in the legal line, permission to anyone to broadcast that really shocking incident at Market Snodsbury without let or hindrance. That blighter Fink-Nottle is an ass and deserves to be the laughing stock of the english speaking w. Lists of the Kings of Judah, forsooth!

By: gst

gst — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 22:07:59 +0000

Lord Vader, this podcast is really a professional-quality audiobook production.

By: Adam Greenwood

Adam Greenwood — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 22:02:06 +0000

Wodehouse cognoscenti will debate whether the prize-giving or the the Lord Ickenham visit to his ancestral home in the suburbs is the funniest scene ever. Hard to say.

By: Vader

Vader — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:53:32 +0000

I’m really regretting that another patron of my local library permanently loaned Right Ho, Jeeves! to himself. I may have to purchase it.

I loathe podcasts. They sound like something from Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and I’ve already had too much of my body snatched. Plus consumer electronics has a way of interfering with my medical devices, or vice versa.