A collection of short stories of Blandings Castle, Mr Mulliner and Bobbie Wickham. Enjoyable. A snippet (the start of the novel) reproduced below - the English, the setting, the light humor - all wodeshousian Classic!
Lord Emsworth had his eye to a powerful telescope and Beach, the butler, was beside him.
"Beach," said Lord Emsworth.
"M'lord?"
"I've been swindled. This dashed thing doesn't work."
"Your lordship cannot see clearly?"
"I can't see at all, dash it. It's all black."
The butler was an observant man.
"Perhaps if I were to remove the cap at the extremity of the instrument, m'lord, more satisfactory results might be obtained."
"Eh? Cap? is there a cap? So there is. Take it off, Beach."
"Very good, m'lord."
"Ah!" There was satisfaction in Lord Emsworth's voice. "Yes, that's better. That's capital. Beach, I can see a cow."
"Indeed, m'lord?"
"Down in the water-meadows. Remarkable. Might be two yards away."
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