yonmei

whatho @ 05:11 am: It also makes me sure, and sad, that Bear has never been a P. G. Wodehouse fan: even Bertie Wooster understood that the phrase "young Master" can be employed only for comic or teasing effect.

*loves* I think what's massively brilliant about Wodehouse - well, one of the things - is that he makes me able to tolerate the existence of Mayfair and its ilk by rendering it wholly unreal. Mayfair makes me so cross every time I walk through it, which admittedly isn't very often, because it has real inhabitants and there are real people whose real job it is to open doors for people who can't be faffed. Then I think about Bertie and suddenly it's all a big ridiculous impossible cartoon world of fluff and comedy and slash and I don't mind so much. But yes. I'd guess your average Morag would more likely belabour the young pillock with a rolling pin and make a dismissive joke about his willy than ... that.

All I could really think while reading what you'd quoted of her work was 'EB's really not from around here'. Not that you have to be, but if you're not that oughtn't really to be the one thing that shines through.