It's not Wodehouse's fault that the Jeeves books have become such a cliche since he wrote them that they feel hackneyed now. But I do feel that the premise isn't quite enough to sustain a full length novel. However, the writing is just so well done and timed that it kept me enjoying the book. Every time I started to get too tired of the upper class twits, their inability to just talk to each other, and the pettiness of their gripes, I would reach a passage so perfectly written that it would draw me back in.

I think in future I'll stick to the short stories, but there is a lot that's really delightful in here.