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P. G. Wodehouse | 320 pages | 29 Aug 2008 | Cornerstone | 9780099513766 | English | , United Kingdom Joy in the Morning (Jeeves, #8) by P.G. Wodehouse

Cancel anytime. When Tubby informs his fiancee that her new hat makes her look like a Pekingese, she is naturally incensed. But it is when he questions the validity of the story of her narrow escape from a beastly, hungry shark that the engagement is firmly called off. But love is in the air for Gussie Fink-Nottle. He abandons his beloved newts to court Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) new object of his affections, the dreamy and romantic Miss Madeline Bassett. He is dressed as Mephistopheles has taken up the banjolele, but the manager of the building in central London has issued an ultimatum to either give up the music or clear out. Even the faithful Jeeves threatens Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) leave, so Bertie seeks refuge in the country. How fortunate that Stilton Cheesewright drew Bertie Wooster, the red-hot favourite, in the Drones Club annual darts tournament. Had he not he would surely have beaten Bertie to a pulp and buttered the lawn with him. In the event Florence would seem to prefer Percy Gorringe, stepson of L. As the helpful soul that he Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster), Bertie continues to try to come to the aid of his friends whenever they're in need, and although his intentions are always for the best nothing ever seems to work out quite right for anyone until Jeeves steps in and invariably saves the day. Bertie Wooster is one of nature's gentlemen, so when Gussie Fink-Nottle gets himself into a spot of bother with the law, Bertie helps out - by impersonating Gussie! The plan seems to be working, until Gussie turns up - impersonating Bertie! Jeeves, not only a tireless servant to the feckless Bertie Wooster, is the saviour of a good many other individuals as well. The list is long: Bingo Little has cause to be grateful to Jeeves in the affair of the marooned cabinet minister; Sippy Sipperley, when he is persecuted by his former headmaster; Tuppy Glossop, in his foolhardy pursuit of Cora Bellinger the opera singer; not to mention Miss Dalgeish the dog-girl; Bertie's fat Uncle George when he brushes with the lower classes; even the dog McIntosh is returned to the dreaded Aunt Agatha through Jeeves' good offices. But when Madeline attempts to turn Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) vegetarian, Bertie's instinct for self-preservation sends him with the steadfast Jeeves on another uproariously funny mission to Sir Watkyn Bassett's residence, Totleigh Towers. The first volume of Wodehouse's brilliant complete and unabridged short stories. Originally a semi-novel, this version contains self-contained stories which are nonetheless linked, often by Bingo Little, an endearingly hopeless chap and a serial romancer. Wodehouse, in one complete set. The perpetually befuddled Bertie Wooster and his knight-in-shining-tuxedo Jeeves have long been hailed as the greatest literary creations of P. We find ourselves in the Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) of the s, when 's aristocracy was feeling the pinch. Bertie Wooster has gone to a residential self-help school to learn how to darn his socks. Until he re-emerges, Jeeves has signed up with Bill Rowcester pronounced Roasteran earl who is failing Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) make ends meet in trade, and yearning to sell his stately home, which has charm and damp in equal measure. In his new environment Jeeves is required to exert his mammoth brain to Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) would be breaking point for any normal intellect. has announced, much to Bertie's astonishment, the news of his engagement to the beautiful Bobbie Wickham. But worse is to come Uncle Tom's antique silver cow-creamer has gone missing; Kipper Herring has libelled his and Bertie's former headmaster; leading British psychiatrist Sir Roderick Glossop is posing as a butler; and Aunt Dahlia's masterly French chef, Anatole, is once again becoming a pawn in a terrible power struggle. Part of Wodehouse Blandings series. When a valuable scarab belonging to an American millionaire is absent-mindedly stolen by Lord Emsworth, young writers Ashe Marson and Joan Valentine are tasked with infiltrating Blandings Castle to retrieve it. Meanwhile, vacuous Freddie Threepwood worries that some compromising letters may scupper his engagement to the millionaire's daughter. On doctor's orders, Bertie Wooster retires to sample the bucolic delights of Maiden Eggesford. But his idyll is rudely shattered by Aunt Dahlia who wants him to nobble a racehorse. Similar blots on Bertie's horizon come in the shape of Major Plank, the African explorer, Vanessa Cook, proud beauty and 'moulder of men', and Orlo Porter, who seems to have nothing else to do but to think of sundering Bertie's head from his body. Abridged novel depicting the sinister affair of the 18th century cow-creamer and the small, brown, leather-covered notebook tests the Wooster soul as it has never been tested before. Friends and relations, in urgent need, queue up to beg for assistance in a variety of troublesome situations, and ruthless enemies stop at nothing in their determination to bring Bertie down. The peaceful slumber of the Worcester village of Rudge-in-the-Vale is about to be rudely disrupted. Second, that arch-villain Chimp Twist has opened a health farm - and he and Soapy and Dolly Molloy are planning a fake burglary so Lester can diddle his insurance company. The idyll of Blandings Castle is about to be disturbed, for the Hon. Freddie Threepwood is poised to make his debut as a jewel thief. Freddie, however, is not alone: Blandings is simply brimming with criminals and impostors all intent on stealing Aunt Constance's 20, pound diamond necklace. It is left to the debonair Psmith, with his usual aplomb, to unscramble the passion, problems, and identities, of one and all. My Man Jeevesfirst published inintroduced the world to affable, indolent Bertie Wooster and his precise, capable valet, Jeeves. Some of the finest examples of humorous writing found in English literature are woven around the relationship between these two men of very different classes and temperaments. Where Bertie is impetuous and feeble, Jeeves is coolheaded and poised. Wodehouse brings together some of his oldest friends for a party. Highly recommended to anyone who loves charming stories, exquisitely written and superbly narrated. Whilst born generations apart, Wodehouse and Cecil are a splendid team who once again provide hours of marvellous, witty and laugh out loud escapism. I fell in love with Wodehouse after hearing "Code of the Woosters" and ran back to Audible to get the rest of the series especially with Cecil reading. I was disappointed when hearing these more expensive BBC recordings. My download was of poor quality, and often there were pockets of severe static at MP3 quality. BUT, all in all the story is wonderful and the reader in my opinion is one of the best for Wooster and Jeeves. Reading PG Wodehouse is like eating candy--perhaps bonbons. And the narrator, Jonathan Cecil, does a brilliant job bringing Wodehouse's already so animated characters to full life. The only unfortunate part of the experience was the quality of the recording--often the sound is muddled--not so much that you can't Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster), but if sound quality is important to you, you will be frustrated at Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster). Still, with that caveat, I can assure you that listening to this, Wodehouse and Cecil will bring you much joy--in the morning or any time of day you choose to listen. This was my first Wodehouse book and I can now understand why so many love his writings. Now I know where the statement "ask Jeeves" comes from. I would have rated this 5 stars were it not for the quality of the audio. Sometimes clear, sometimes muffled and sometimes at a different speed, the sound quality detracted from the pleasure of the story. The reader, Jonathan Cecil, was excellent. We are Wodehouse fans and listened to this well thumbed in our library on a recent trip. Cecil's reading is lively. Our sound system is very good in the car, but this recording had unneveness in volume. However, we just turned the vol up. We would recommend, but expected better quality. If you only read two Jeeves books in your life, read this and The Code of The WoostersI promise you won't be disappointed! I love Jonathan Cecil, but the audio quality sounds like he's reading under water. If there were any justice in the universe P. Wodehouse and Jonathan Cecil respectively would be able to pull a hood over the head of whoever is responsible for this sound and beat them with a stick until they lost consciousness then wake them up and beat them some more. His voices, his intonation and his timing all add so much to the story. It was a real treat! Joy in the Morning, which Wodehouse wrote while he was detained in France by the Nazis, is, in my opinion, the finest Jeeves novel. Apart from its perfectly crafted plot, the humor taps into something existential that must have come from the hardship Wodehouse was experiencing when he wrote it. Jonathan Cecil is the definitive reader of Wodehouse, and the Jeeves novels in particular. This is Wodehouse at his best plotting. The characters are memorable and somehow stand out from the characters at the other country houses Bertie and Jeeves visit. Wodehouse is amazing at this. The narrator is very good. Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) Jeeves is understated and the narrator does not convey the twinkle in Jeeves' voice when he responds to Bertie's inanities. But the narrator is more than adequate. PS I first read these books in paperbacks long before the internet. Now that it is possible to look up the quotations immediately, I feel like I am getting a proper British education. The main fun is the story, the characters, and the fabulous turns of phrase, as always. But in being able to take a quick break from the book and to look up the quotes from Hamlet and Macbeth and Tennyson is an added pleasure. I know all of Wodehouse's work inside out and I love this story. However I was very deeply disappointed in the quality of Format 4. This has been taken from an old tape. You can hear the hiss. There are gaps at the end of tapes. Audio quality cahngs frequently. I was really disappointed in the quality especially after the superb quality of Norell and Strange. Cecil is a good narrator. Cecil reads perfectly. Even for Jeeves, it will be a tall order to set everything right Bertie, as Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) know, prefers to relax with the latest murder mystery. Edwin and his acts of kindness bring trauma and despair to all his unwilling victims and much hilarity to the reader. Jonathan Cecil is the perfect narrator for these books. If you need a bit of joy in the morning, the evening or any Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) time, I heartily recommend this and the other Jeeves audiobooks — they should be available on prescription! Just Enough Jeeves: Right Ho, Jeeves; Joy in the Morning; Very Good, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse

Cancel anytime. Here, the master of 20th century English humor, P. The perpetually befuddled Bertie Wooster and his knight-in-shining-tuxedo Jeeves have long been hailed as the greatest literary creations of P. Wodehouse, the most popular English humorist in history. Here are two complete novels, the latter containing a handful of short stories featuring Reggie Pepper, an early prototype for Bertie. As Wodehouse himself once noted, "Blandings has impostors like other houses have mice. Lord Emsworth's secretary, the Efficient Baxter, is on the alert and determined to discover what is afoot - despite the distractions caused by the Honorable Freddie Threepwood's hapless affair of the heart. The debonair Uncle Fred makes a welcome return to Blandings, where plotting and confusion is rife. Blackmail, sabotage, jilted lovers and pigs under threat of kidnap all feature largely, making this hilarious instalment in the Blandings series irresistible to fans and newcomers alike. Abridged novel depicting the sinister affair of the 18th century cow-creamer and the small, brown, leather-covered notebook tests the Wooster soul as it has never been tested before. Friends and relations, in urgent need, queue up to beg for assistance in a variety of troublesome situations, and ruthless enemies stop at nothing in their determination to bring Bertie down. Uncle Fred, or to give him his full title: Fredrick Altamont Cornwallis Twistleton, fifth Earl of Ickenham, is considered by some as a "splendid gentleman, a sportsman to his fingertips". Mr Twistleton, nephew to Earl, and otherwise known as "Pongo" to his friends, has a differing view. He simply describes his uncle as "being loopy to the tonsils". The house-party at Chateau Blissac, Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) features a rather odd array of guests this year. Wellington Gedge is hoping for some peace and quiet while his wife takes herself off for a while. She, however, has invited numerous visitors to the chateau, to whom he will have to play reluctant host. Senator Opal and his daughter are expected, and so is the chateau's handsome owner Vicomte de Blissac. Still in the formative years of his career, faces a most Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) case: who killed Lord Cronshaw? Was Coco Courtenay's death on the same night a mere coincidence? And did she deliberately take an overdose of cocaine? When Maud Marsh flings herself into George Bevan's cab in Piccadilly, he starts believing in damsels in distress. George traces his mysterious traveling companion to Belpher Castle, home of Lord Marshmoreton, where things become severely Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster). Maud, meanwhile, is known to be in love with an unknown American she met in Wales. So when George turns up speaking American, a nasty case of mistaken identity breaks out. Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) of the very best in the popular Blandings series, set in that idyllic Shropshire countryside, where the sun always shines. centres around Clarence, the dotty ninth Earl of Emsworth, doting on his prize pig: The Empress. Parsloe is aiming to prevent her taking the County Prize. He lives in fear of Galahad publishing his memoirs and revealing their wild younger days. Things on board the R. Atlantic are terribly, terribly complicated Monty Bodkin loves Gertrude, who thinks he likes Lotus Blossom, a starlet, who definitely adores Ambrose, who thinks that she has a thing for his brother, Reggie, who is struck by Mabel Spence, sister-in-law of Ikey Llewellyn movie mogul, Ambrose's prospective employer and reluctant smugglerbut hasn't the means to marry her. Galahad Threepwood is causing scandal again Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) decision causes rifts in the ranks at castle Blandings and all involved split into three camps: those who want the book suppressed, those who want it published, and those, who for some reason or another, that have been sent to steal it. Young Jerry West has a few problems. His uncle Crispin is broke and employs a butler who isn't all he seems. His other uncle, Willoughby, is rich but won't hand over any of his inheritance. And to cap it all, although already engaged, Jerry has just fallen in love with the wonderful Jane Hunnicutt, whom he's just met on Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) service. Welcome to Alderley, a magnificent mansion in the heart of the West Country where a grand house party is taking place. The preparations have been made, the guests have been invited, and the staff are on hand. What could possibly go wrong? Let the entertainment begin. The theft of the diamond necklace and the antique pistols might all be explained, but the body in the lake - that really was a puzzle. Pretty, impecunious Sally never dreamed a fortune could prove a disadvantage. Until she became an Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) and watched in bewilderment as her orderly existence went haywire. It was a preference for cricket over schoolwork that united Mike and Psmith in their reluctance to attend their new school, Sedleigh. The school insists that its attendees be keen, but it is sorely unprepared for boys of such foresight and resources as Mike and Psmith who have decided to indulge in all manner of high-jinks and adventures. The fourth and last volume in Churchill's famous account spans to It closes when the British Empire is at its peak, with a staggering one-fifth of the human race presided over by the longest reigning monarch in British history: Queen Victoria. A kindly warden is accused of misusing church funds. This amusing book examines the making and breaking of reputations. And that biggest Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) on the landscape, Edwin the Boy Scout, who is busy doing acts of kindness out of sheer malevolence. All Bertie's forebodings are fully justified. For in his efforts to oil the wheels of Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster), promote the course of true love and avoid the consequences of a vendetta, he becomes the prey of all and sundry. In fact only Jeeves can save him. I know all of Wodehouse's work inside out and I love this story. However I was very deeply disappointed in the quality of Format 4. This has been taken from an old tape. You can hear the hiss. There are gaps at the end of tapes. Audio quality cahngs frequently. I was really disappointed in the quality especially after the superb quality of Norell and Strange. Cecil is a good narrator. Cecil reads perfectly. Even for Jeeves, it will be a tall order to set everything right Bertie, as we know, prefers to relax with the latest murder mystery. Edwin and his acts of kindness bring trauma and despair to all his unwilling victims and much hilarity to the reader. Jonathan Cecil is the perfect narrator for these books. If you need a bit of joy in the morning, the evening or any other time, I heartily recommend this and the other Jeeves audiobooks — they should be available on prescription! Just the fizzy tonic for these troubling times, and the Cecil makes the whole wheeze very easy on the ears. Jonathan Cecil is masterful. Shall i say it again? These are some of the best narrated audio books available. Wonderfully read by the excellent Jonathan Cecil. I will certainly be listening to more of his narratives. Fantastic story and excellently paced, it roars a long getting to the end far too quickly. Jonathan Cecil's narration is at another level and makes the Characters fizz. A first rate yarn, what. Jonathan Cecil always brings everything in a story alive. Same formula, but as enjoyable as ever and the story is possibly the strongest yet. I fell in love with Wodehouse after hearing "Code of the Woosters" and ran back to Audible to get the rest of the series especially with Cecil reading. I was disappointed when hearing these more expensive BBC recordings. My download was of poor quality, and often there were pockets of severe static at MP3 quality. BUT, all in all the story is wonderful and the reader in my opinion is one of the best for Wooster and Jeeves. Reading PG Wodehouse is like eating candy--perhaps bonbons. And the narrator, Jonathan Cecil, does a brilliant job bringing Wodehouse's already so animated characters to full life. The only unfortunate part of the experience was the quality of the recording--often the sound is muddled--not so much that you can't hear, but if sound quality is important to you, you will be frustrated at times. Still, with that caveat, I can assure you that listening to this, Wodehouse and Cecil will bring you much joy--in the morning or any time of day you choose to listen. This was my first Wodehouse book and I can now understand why so many love his writings. Now I know where the statement "ask Jeeves" comes from. I would have rated this 5 stars were it not for the quality of the audio. Sometimes clear, sometimes muffled and sometimes at a different speed, the sound quality detracted from the pleasure of the story. The reader, Jonathan Cecil, was excellent. We are Wodehouse fans and listened to this well thumbed in our library on a recent trip. Cecil's reading is lively. Our sound system is very good in the car, but this recording had unneveness in volume. However, we just turned the vol up. We would recommend, but expected better quality. If you only read two Jeeves books in your life, read this and The Code of The WoostersI promise you won't be disappointed! | Joy in the Morning, P G Wodehouse | | Boeken

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It looked to me as if the blue bird had thrown in the towel and formally ceased to func- tion. And yet here we are, all boomps-a-daisy. Makes one think a bit, that. Or, rather, when I say an expression, I mean a saying. A wheeze. A gag. What, I believe, is called a saw. Something about Joy doing some- thing. Not one of your things, is it? And I still think that there can be no neater way of putting in a nutshell the outcome of the super-sticky affair of Nobby Hopwood, Stilton Cheesewright, Florence Craye, my Uncle Percy, J. Even before the events occurred which I am about to re- late, the above hamlet had come high up on my list of places to be steered sedulously clear of. A picturesque settlement, yes. None more so in all Hamp- shire. And when I tell you that this second h. I had also had to be similarly firm with Jeeves, who had repeatedly hinted his wish that I should take a cottage there for the summer months. There was, it appeared, admirable fishing in the river, and he is a man who dearly loves to flick the baited hook. Safety first. But all the while, unsuspected by Bertrand, the shadow of Steeple Bumpleigh was creeping nearer and nearer, and came a day when it tore off its whiskers and pounced. No inkling of the soup into which I was to be plunged came to mar my perfect hien etre, I had slept well, shaved well and shower-bathed well, and it was with a merry cry that I greeted Jeeves as he brought in the coffee and kippers. Talk about exulting in my youth! I fee! I am in no mood to split hairs. I con- sidered it best that your repose should not be disturbed. A pal of his, just before he stopped ticking over some years previously, had left him in charge of his daughter. When did she blow into the great city? I was rejoiced to learn that he had got mumps, and toyed for a moment with a hope that Aunt Agatha would catch them from him. There are few better eggs than this Hopwood. Not even if they bite like serpents do I go near Steeple Bumpleigh. There was a gentleman with her, who spoke as if he were acquainted with you. Miss Hopwood addressed him as Stilton. There was a certain resemblance to the vegetable. In our whimsical way we 8 used to call him Stilton. He lives in the country somewhere, and to hobnob with Bertram Wooster it is imperative that you stick around the metro- polis. Odd, him knowing Nobby. Cheesewright is also a resident of Steeple Bumpleigh, sir. Uirough the door, which he had chanced to leave ajar, the ear detected a good deal of Yes- my-lord-ing and Very-good-my-lord-ing, seeming to indicate that he Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) hooked one of the old nobility. But so it was. The significance of the thing failed to penetrate and, as I say, I oh-ahed with merely a faint spot of surprise. His lordship wishes me to go to his oj05ce immediately. Merely that the matter was of considerable urgency. It seemed to me that there could be but one solution. Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) must know all about your outstanding gifts. Grab your hat and race along. I shall be all agog to learn the inside story. What sort of a day is it? That must be why Fm feeling so dashed fit. The sky is the limit. State your desire. Since you are so generous, I would appre- ciate that very much. It shall be delivered at your door Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) a plain van without delay. Spinoza, eh? Right ho. Fll see to it instanter. As I made my way Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) the bookery, I found my thoughts turning once more, as you may readily imagine, to this highly suggestive business of old Worplesdon. The thing in- trigued me. I found it difficult to envisage what possible sort of a jam a man like that Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) have got himself into. When, about eighteen months before, news had reached me through well-informed channels that my Aunt Agatha, for many years a widow, or derelict, as I believe it is called, 10 was about to take anothet pop at matrimony, my first emotion, as was natural in the circumstances, had been a gentle pity for the unfortunate goop slated to step up the aisle with her— she, as you are aware, being my tough aunt, the one who eats broken bottles and conducts human sacrifices by the light of the full moon. But when details began to come in, and I discovered that the bimbo who had drawn the short straw was Lord Worplesdon, the shipping Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster), this Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) commisera- tion became sensibly diminished. The thing, I felt, would be no walkover. Even if in the fulness of time she wore him down and at length succeeded in making him jump through hoops, she would know she had been in a fight. For he was hot stuff, this Worplesdon. I had known him all my life. And though with ad- vancing years our relations had naturally grown more- formal, I had never been able to think of him without getting goose pimples. Given the choice between him and a hippo- griff as a companion for a walking tour, Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) would have pickedthe hippogriff every time. It merely startles Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) bewilders the inmates. The motheaten old bird who had stepped forward to attend to me ran true to form. This had him rocking back on his heels. That was my story, and I intended to stick to it. He sighed a bit, like one who feels that the situation has got beyond him. But possibly this may be what you are requiring. Said to be very clever. Is it really you? And though it all came out all right in the end, the thing being broken off and self-saved from the scaffold at the eleventh hour, it had been an extraordinarily narrow squeak and the memory remained green. The mere mention of her name was still enough to make me call for a couple of quick ones, so you can readily appreciate my agitation at bumping into her like this absolutely in the flesh. Not good, of course, but the best I could do. The eye rests on that of Honoria Glossop, and a shudder passes through the frame. But, taking everything into consideration and weighing this and that, I have always been inclined to consider Florence Craye the top. In the face of admittedly stiff competition, it is to her that I would award the biscuit. Joy in the Morning: (Jeeves & Wooster) Glossop was hearty, yes. Her laugh was like a steam-riveting machine, and from a child she had been a confirmed back-slapper. Madeline Bassett was soppy, true. These are grave defects, but to do this revolting duo justice neither had tried to mold me, and that was what Florence Crayo had done from the start, seeming to look on Bertram Wooster as a mere chunk of plasticine in the hands of the sculptor. The root of the trouble was that she was one of those intellectual girls, steeped to the gills in serious purpose, who are unable to see a male soul without wanting to get behind it and shove. Let us open it and see what it has to offer. Yes, here we are. Of the two antithetic terms in the Greek philosophy one only was real and selfsubsisting ; that is to say, Ideal Thought as opposed to that which it has to penetrate and mold.