

While some of the Jeeves books are collections of short stories, this one is a solid (though not very long) novel. The actor gave just the right vocal touch to dimwitted playboy narrator Bertie Wooster, his brilliant but tight-lipped servant Jeeves, his pushy Aunt Dahlia, his thick-necked (not to say thick-headed) clubmate Tuppy Glossop, his weedy old school chum Gussie Fink-Nottle, and many other daffy characters. The latter gave voice to the characters in this book during a long, tedious road trip this week. Nothing brightens my outlook on the world after a nutritious diet of serious books on CD quite like listening to an audiobook of a Jeeves novel read by the likes of Jonathan Cecil or David Ian Davies.

I’m interested but only so far as making sure that I don’t miss any of them. Wikipedia has a nice list of the books it comprises, if you’re interested. The Jeeves novels are one of the few series of books I have chosen to enjoy without any regard to canon order or the order of publication.
