I was reading this book while riding the bus with my roommate, and after we got off, she said to me: “I could see you laughing.” Which is totally true, but unfortunately, in the process of explaining the book to her, I realised that a lot of the humour gets lost while you explain it, so I apologise in advance for this unfunny review.

Right Ho, Jeeves, is a comedy of errors. Bertie’s cousin, Angela, has quarreled with her fiance over a shark and broken off the engagement. Bertie’s friend, is pining away for Madeleine (a friend of Angela’s), but when he opens his mouth, all he talks about are newts. Bertie’s Aunt Dahlia wants him to give out prizes, and crossing this aunt may mean losing access to her divine cook, Anatole. What’s a guy going to do?

Not listen to Jeeves, that’s what. Bertie decides that he has a superior understanding of psychology and against their better judgement, everyone takes his advice and predictably, things get worse.

What I enjoy about the Bertie and Jeeves series is that once you’re used to the characters, there’s not much else to do but sit back and enjoy the show. The problems and the people are funny and dramatic, but everything is fairly low stakes (and you know that Jeeves will save the day) so it’s the perfect book for when you want something light and funny.

As always, I highly recommend this book and in general, this series. I particularly appreciated how it started in the South of France, where I am, and that we get to see a few recurring characters such as Aunt Dahlia – my favourite of Bertie’s aunts (and I’m sure Bertie would agree with me).