I mused, "I wonder what color exactly are heliotrope pajamas?" Well, my son heard me, and looked up heliotrope on Wikipedia. I found myself saying the phrase over to myself.) Doesn't the phrase "heliotrope pajamas" have a ring to it? (All the more so when you've been listening to it rather than merely reading it. You see, Bertie finds Pauline Stoker in his bed, wearing his heliotrope pajamas, and finds her quite fetching. While I was in the middle of listening to this book, I found myself thinking about heliotrope pajamas. In the mess that results, involving captivity on a yacht, sleeping in sheds, a chase with a chopper, a cottage on fire, black-faced minstrels, and the temptations of kippered herring, only Jeeves has the brain capable of sorting things out and orchestrating a happy ending for everyone. However, they both end up in Chuffnall Regis, where Bertie's old school friend, Chuffy (Lord Chuffnall), is falling in love with Pauline Stoker, a millionaire's daughter who was once engaged to Bertie. Bertie is dedicating himself to playing the banjolele, and Jeeves cannot tolerate it. In Thank You, Jeeves, Bertie Wooster actually accepts Jeeves' resignation. The rich young gentlemen get into elaborately entangled comic situations, which all come together for a big laugh in the end.
Wodehouse as the Seinfeld of 1930's England. When you're laughing out loud, you can't possibly fall asleep at the wheel. Wodehouse, read by someone like Alexander Spencer, with an exquisite English accent. I've decided that the ultimate audiobook for a long drive is anything by P. Sonderbooks Stand-out 2008: Audiobooks, #7
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