[identity profile] wotwotleigh.livejournal.com
I just came across a page of Wodehouse's notes, published as a photographic plate in P. G. Wodehouse: A Literary Biography by Benny Green (New York: The Rutledge Press, 1981). Oh, what might have been . . .

Surely I can get something out of Bertie being pursued by Beefy. )
[identity profile] applea.livejournal.com
Hello hello, it's me again!

I search through all of the discussion tag, and I didn't find anything along these lines so I'm going to ask.

What exactly do canon Bertie and Jeeves look like?

I'm sure we've all got our pictures in out heads, Jeeves with his dark hair and head that bulges in the back, Bertie with his willowy physique and somewhat beaky nose, but what lines of text do these pictures originate from? Goodness knows the illustrators all had different ages everywhere, as well as various affinities for monocles and facial hair.

Edited to add: This question is three parts curiosity, wanting to get an closer match in this fic I'm writing, and also because I'm trying to commission the talented Tracy J. Butler to draw our boys. She's the spiffing artist who creates Lackadaisy, which is about booze-running cats in 1920's Louisiana. She drew a couple of her characters in human form, and they sort of match our boys. Made me long for a drawing of her's actually about our lovely lads.
Pictures behind the cut! )
[identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
Now on Ao3... Mr. Wooster's Rosy Reflection For the fan_flashworks challenge: Double (in the amnesty round). Characters: Jeeves, Bertie, Jarvis, Bingo Little, Mabel (the waitress), Mabel (Jeeves’s niece), Rating: R, Words: ~2500

Summary: Jeeves dwells on his own ambition and envy.  He returns home to make a startling discovery.  First time. Jeeves POV. Competent!Bertie (well, at least in bedroom matters). Warnings: Jeeves and Bertie are quite, quite naughty. Disclaimer: I've never been to Missouri, even if my computer thinks so.

Important quotation: Those who are believed to be most abject and humble are usually most ambitious and envious. – Baruch Spinoza

[identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
We've had some discussions of this in the comm before. I was fortunate enough to pick up a copy of Wooster Proposes, Jeeves Disposes this week and the author handles this information in a footnote. I'm posting it here for folks to consider if they ever need the information in their stories.

p. 365-366, f 9.:

"Data on servants' wages during the 1920s are difficult to find in secondary sources. A sampling of London Times want ads for valets in early 1929, however, shows their annual wages falling in this £65-to-£80 range (not counting room and board). For example, a "general manservant" asking £65 described himself wanting a position in London doing the "entire duties of one gentleman"; he could cook, drive a car, and speak French (The Times [4 Mar. 1929]: 3). Butlers and butler-valets received more, in the £80-to-£100 range. An agency supplying footmen, butlers, and valets listed the wage range as £35 to £100 (The Times [19 Mar. 1929]: 4). Even assuming Bertie had to pay Jeeves double the highest valet's rate (i.e. £200) to keep him from his friends' clutches, he would still only make around £4 a week. (In Sayers' Whose Body? [1923], Wimsey reveals that he pays Bunter £200 a year, implying that this is unusually high because Bunter assists him in his hobby of detection.) Thus £95 received in a period of two weeks would be a very substantial sum, with even the £5 to £20 Jeeves customarily gets being far from negligible."

ETA: Somebody in comments noted that tipping of staff (in clothing, for example) was common. The author quotes Bertie in Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves as saying: "My heart melted. I ceased to think of self. It had just occurred to me that in the circumstances, I would be unable to conclude my visit by tipping Butterfield. The hat would fill that gap."
[identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
So. Doing. Each. Other.

This, from "Jeeves and the Tie That Binds," regarding Ginger and Bertie before Jeeves came into Bertie's life:

Chapter 2, Aunt Dahlia calls Bertie. She notes that Ginger is visiting.

"Know him?" I said. "You bet I know him. We were like... Jeeves!"
"Who were those two fellows?"
"Greek, if I remember correctly. Always mentioned when the subject of bosom pals comes up."
"Would you be referring to Damon and Pythias, sir?"
"That's right. We were like Damon and Pythias, old ancestor."

Chapter 3, Bertie describes meeting Ginger. They had adjacent rooms at Oxford, and it sounds like it was lust at first sight.

Our rooms at Oxford had been adjacent, and it would not be too much to say that from the moment he looked in to borrow a siphon of soda water we became more like brothers than anything, and this state of things had continued after we had both left the seat of learning.

Bertie mentions that Ginger got himself a girlfriend and moved out to Steeple Bumpleigh, Aunt Agatha's abode, and he wasn't going to cross the border there for anything.

But I had missed him sorely. Oh, for the touch of a vanished hand is how you might put it.

One might assume that Bertie and Ginger's affair had continued after they left school, and only ended when Ginger left for Steeple Bumpleigh, before Jeeves came along. A couple of pages later, Bertie sings Ginger's physical praises.

A cloud passed over his face, which, I ought to have mentioned earlier, was well worth looking at, the eyes clear, the cheeks tanned, the chin firm, the hair ginger and the nose shapely. It topped off, moreover, a body which also repaid inspection, being muscular and well knit. His general aspect, as a matter of fact, was rather like that presented by Esmond Haddock, the squire of Deverill Hall, where Jeeves's Uncle Charlie Silversmith drew his monthly envelope. He had the same poetic look, as if at any moment about to rhyme June with moon, yet gave the impression, as Esmond did, of being able, if he cared to, to fell an ox with a single blow. I don't know if he had ever actually done this, for one so seldom meets an ox, but in his undergraduate days he had felled people right and left, having represented the University in the ring as a heavyweight for a matter of three years. He may have included oxen among his victims.

So, yeah, they were obviously So Doing Each Other. Practically canon.
[identity profile] cucumbermoon.livejournal.com
Hello all! I have a day off and I decided to reread Jeeves in the Morning, one of my favorites. I'm about halfway through, and I've hit two wonderful quotes that I had somehow forgotten since my last reading. I thought I'd share. They both happen in a conversation between Bertie and Boko Fittleworth. The first is just sweet, and the second is hilarious taken out of context, with a dash of modern slang.

To the quotes! )
[identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
Well, if anyone was wondering if Bertie in the books actually ever plays the piano, the answer is yes. Sort of.

In The Code of the Woosters, Bertie has just freed himself (temporarily) of Madeline Bassett, sending her off to find Gussie's notebook filled with his thoughts on Sir Watkyn and Spode. Pleased, he gets musical:

She hurried out, and I sat down at the piano and began to play "Happy Days Are Here Again" with one finger. It was the only method of self-expression that seemed to present itself. I would have preferred to get outside a curried egg or two, for the strain had left me weak, but, as I have said, there were no curried eggs present.

Perhaps he was just too weak to do his playing justice? ;)
[identity profile] grey853.livejournal.com
Thought you might enjoy this link. It gives a different quote every time you click on it.

P.G. Wodehouse Quote generator. What fun.


I love quotes.
[identity profile] niektete.livejournal.com
Hallo, all! I have dropped in briefly to share some Wodehouse-related joy with all and sundry :) There is, in my opinion, never enough W.r.j. in the world.

Click for utterly worksafe fun! )
[identity profile] sweet-fallacy.livejournal.com
Quick question. Which story did Bertie say something along the lines of:

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. Jeeves! Pour Mr. Glossop a desperate measure."

The wording is probably inaccurate and it may or may not have been Glossop that had come to Bertie for aid.
[identity profile] closetofheroes.livejournal.com
that when Bertie gets a bit choked up and tells Jeeves 'there is none like you, none' he is actually quoting a romantic passage from Tennyson's poem Maude? Or almost - the actual quote is 'there is none like her, none', and the line is repeated a few times.

Well, that bit of info got me all excited, so I just had to share!

Here's a link to the article that alerted me to the fact:

Here's a link to the Tennyson poem (it's a long one)

And just because I love it so much, here's the whole PGW quote from Very Good, Jeeves:

"Jeeves," I said--and I am not ashamed to confess that there was a spot of chokiness in the voice, "there is none like you, none."
"Thank you very much, sir."
And the alternative from Thank You, Jeeves, for Bertie utters this phrase to Jeeves more than once:
"Jeeves," I said, and if there were tears in the eyes, what of it? We Woosters are not afraid to confess honest emotion, "there is none like you, none."
"It is extremely kind of you to say so, sir."
"It was all I could do to keep from leaping out and shaking your hand."
Yes, that's right. It was all he could do to stop himself from leaping out and ... shaking Jeeves's hand. Yeah.

Anyway, hope you all got a bit of a kick out of this.

[identity profile] kakareen.livejournal.com
While reading 'How Right You Are, Jeeves', I came across this lovely passage:

"The snag in this business of falling in love, aged relative, is that the parties of the first part so often mixed up with the wrong parties of the second part, robbed of their cooler judgement by parties of the second part's glamour. Put it like this: The male sex is divided into rabbits and non-rabbits and the female sex into dashers and dormice, and the trouble is that the male rabbit has a way of getting attracted by the female dasher (who would be fine for the male non-rabbit) and realizing too late that he ought to have been concentrating on some mild, gentle dormouse with whom he could settle down and nibble lettuce.


...I'm one of the rabbits and always have been."

Tie this to Jeeves being called the 'specific dream rabbit', and I'm picturing a happy pair of bunnies.
[identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
After mentioning the slashy annotations in my copy of "Life With Jeeves" I was inundated with requests to share said s. a. with the coves here at [livejournal.com profile] indeedsir. As sir wishes.

The s. a. range from the occasional exclamation point to pithy comments usually no longer than a few words. The annotational format will be presented as the passage in plain type and the s. a. in italics following the p. i. p. t. with each section set off with three asterisks for your edification and amusement.

On to the annotations! )
[identity profile] sige-vic.livejournal.com
I’ve read an interesting information about English architect and private photographer Mont Glover, best known by his private collection of photographs which shows us a wide panorama of gay life in early to mid-20th Century and his life-long relationship with Ralf Hall who was his partner for more than 50 years. Hall was 15 years younger and Glover’s manservant as well as lover.
That’s what written in the Wikipedia: “Glover is also notable for his depictions of his partnership with his lover, Ralph Hall, one of the very rare documented examples of a gay long-term relationship prior to the legalization of homosexuality in Britain in the 1960s. Hall, born in 1913, was a working class lad from the East End of London. The two met around 1930 and Glover employed him as his manservant, perhaps to provide a social alibi for two men living together. The relationship lasted for more than 50 years, surviving the Second World War during which Hall was drafted to the Royal Air Force. <...> In his later years Glover was described by friends in Belsall Heath as "charming, if somewhat reserved", and Ralph as an "outgoing cheerful cockney"”
Don’t you think they were a kind of jooster the other way round? As if Jeeves were the gentleman and Bertie were his manservant? :-) Like in [personal profile] out_there’s fic 'Reggie and Wooster' :-)
[identity profile] gremilym.livejournal.com
What ho, all.

I've just come to the end of "Much Obliged, Jeeves", and I know that the American version has a different ending to the UK one. I couldn't get hold of the American version (which I think is titled "Jeeves And The Tie That Binds") anywhere, but I want to see how the versions differ.

So, is there anyone who has the American version and would be happy to type out the ending for us here? Or has someone already done this? If other people want to compare, I'd be happy to type out the ending to the English version as well.

Thanks in advance!
[identity profile] glam-jam.livejournal.com
Hello all. First time poster, long time lurker.

I was just scanning, for no good reason, the recent biography of Madonna and found the following quote:

My job description may not be conventional—although I might sometimes be termed Jeeves to Madonna’s Bertie Wooster—my ability to reassure my sister in times of trouble or self-doubt is one of the primary reasons that — unlike a myriad of less fortunate others to whom she has granted admittance to Madonnaland, then summarily exiled — I have survived. - Christopher Ciccone, My Life With Madonna

My elation at finding the boys just about everywhere is tempered by the fact that there's now a link between them and Madonna. o_O
[identity profile] gremilym.livejournal.com

bertiebwriting has indicated that I can take over recounting parts of "Ring for Jeeves" which don't refer to Bertie but are still entertaining. Two passages sprang to my mind immediately. They also have the added benefit of supporting another member's argument that Jeeves is a master-criminal in his spare time.

Read more... )
[identity profile] closetofheroes.livejournal.com
Well, enough have expressed an interest, so I'm transcribing some of the passages from Ring For Jeeves for your interest/enjoyment.

Again, this is the novel which is set post Second World War, (though Wodehouse doesn't seem to have aged Jeeves very much, if at all) and is the only novel that has Jeeves and no Bertie. I'm posting all the places where Bertie Wooster is mentioned, and maybe a few passages that focus on Jeeves, because it's interesting.

Spoilers ahead! If you're planning on reading the book yourself anytime soon, go no further!

Read more... )

[identity profile] juliacarmen.livejournal.com
You know how there are things you suspect  Jeeves would use a quotation to say? Things like: 'cheer up, bad things happen to everyone' are usually said with a quote from Marcus Aurelius, for e.g.
There are a few quotations in my fic. But not being very well-read or particularly good at Googling, I haven't managed to find the quotes to meet the words I need Jeeves to say.

Help, please! (no spoilers, really) )

ext_1888: Crichton looking thoughtful and a little awed. (my fandom has been co-opted by a corpora)
[identity profile] wemblee.livejournal.com
So, I was tagging old journal entries, and I came upon this one, which has some out-of-context Wodehouse quotes that might amuse you guys. Apologies if these have been quoted here ad infinitum.

(I am totally five years old.)


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