Book Impression: Right Ho, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse

A few years ago I read an entire book before realizing I had already read it. I looked back at my Goodreads read list and realized I had no memory of about half of the books on there. So I built a new habit – (almost) every time I finish a book, I word-vomit my thoughts and emotions into a note on my phone. Sometimes they’re brief, sometimes they’re long-longwinded, sometimes they just ramble…and now I’m putting them here. Please enjoy the madness.


Ok I don’t know how I feel about this one. I definitely didn’t hate it but I don’t know if I loved it either? Maybe it would be funnier if I were British with British humor. The main character is just such an unlikeable idiot but I think that’s the point. It reminded me of a movie Steve Carell would be in where they just do the stupidest things and act like somebody else is the big oaf. I have to admit that it did hold my attention enough and it was a pretty quick, light read. I mostly wanted to know how everything was going to keep going bad and then suddenly resolve. I kind of want to read some more Wodehouse to see how it feel about him.

I got this book from a little store in London and am having such a hard time finding another in the series. Considering asking them how much it would be to just ship me some overseas…