My mom, who admired England from a distance through its writers throughout her life, did not pass her anglophilia to me, but she did pass down a love for P.G. Wodehouse, and especially Bertie and his man Jeeves.

I reread these books, many written almost 100 years ago, every few years and continue to find them laugh-out-loud funny depictions of a long-lost world.

I prefer the novel-length stories over these short story treatments, but that's not to say I don't love these, too.

Highly recommend all of these stories.