A review by judyward
Joy in the Morning by P.G. Wodehouse

4.0

In these rough and tumble days don't you sometimes just want to sit down and have a healthy helping of P.G. Woodhouse? That was me this weekend and I turned to Jeeves in the Morning for my fix. Loved it, loved it, loved it. I often realize that I'm about as obtuse as Bertie Wooster and I know that I need a Jeeves. Then, I also realize, that I have many people around me who, each in a small way, smooth my path as efficiently as Jeeves does for Bertie and those around him. Thanks to all of you who act as a Jeeves to me. You know who you are and so do I. I would say that you are the wing beneath my wings, but then I would launch into song, and nobody needs that to disturb the night air. It doesn't matter how many times I turn to P.G. Woodhouse, he never fails to entertain. Seek him out in times of troubles, oops, there is that urge to break into song again.