Matthew Dennison

The imitable Jeeves

Is it really marriage for Bertie? Sebastian Faulks is bang on-message with his PG Wodehouse homage Jeeves and the Wedding Bells

For as long as I can remember — I take neither pleasure nor pride in the admission — I have been one of those people who feels an irresistible curling of the lip at reviews of the ‘I laughed till I cried’ variety. Something about that hackneyed claim, invariably trumpeted in bold letters outside West End theatres, inspires absolute scepticism.

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