I have never been an incandescent sort of person. In truth, you would probably have to douse me with 100% proof spirit and toss a lighted match on me to inflame me about anything. I just have this congenital belief that the other chap may not be talking total rubbish and that I should, in fairness, listen to him even if what he is saying is utter piffle.
There does. however, come a point when the meekest of worms must turn and I have wriggled to that point. I have read the works of many authors and enjoyed them but there are only a handful of them who have enthralled me.
Obviously AA Milne, As it happened to happen for me, Dorothy L Sayers, Jules Verne, Isaac Aasimov, Thorne Smith, James Thurber and others. Then , in due and happy course, I encountered PG Wodehouse.
He has been my constant companion and delight ever since. As far as I know, I have every one of his books, sometimes several times over. Which is my I am seriously considering self-combusting about the forthcoming BBC ‘Blandings’ series.
As any fule kno, Lord Emsworth is a vague,tall, thin, balding sort of cove. Aunie Beeb, whom God rot, have cast Timothy Spall in the part.
Timothy bloody Spall? Undoubtedly a fine actor but more suited to playing Lord Emsworth’s prize pig, the Empress of Blandings, or Beach the butler in my opinion.
It will end in tears.