Lewis Jones

The threat of the Black Shorts

The Ganymede Club becomes the hub of a spy ring in this entertaining Wodehousian romp involving all the usual suspects

issue 01 December 2018

In 2016, inspired by reports that Donald Trump’s butler had recommended the assassination of Barack Obama, Ben Schott wrote a scintillating squib, published in these pages, about Trump meeting Bertie Wooster. As he later noted in a diary column, it gave him the idea of writing a new Jeeves and Wooster novel.

Predictably, reassuringly, soothingly, Jeeves and the King of Clubs returns us to such idyllic haunts as Bertie’s flat in Berkeley Mansions, the Drones Club and Brinkley Court, Aunt Dahlia’s pile in Worcestershire, and to the company of the furious Sir Watkyn Bassett and his whimsical daughter Madeline, who is yet again engaged to Roderick Spode, 7th Earl of Sidcup.

It would appear to be the summer of 1939. Spode is still leader of the Black Shorts, but has had to give up Eulalie Soeurs, his Mayfair lingerie shop, ‘when it became impossible to reconcile his dreams of popular tyranny with designing ladies’ underwear’.

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