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Greetings from Hoxton Square, where we’re are tidying up and winding down for a short break over the Easter weekend. While we’re away from our desks, we thought William Palmer’s article on P. G. Wodehouse’s classic Uncle Fred in the Springtime in Slightly Foxed Issue 52 might make for cheering reading and provide a good dose of Bank Holiday entertainment.

Please find an extract from the article below, together with a link to read the full article on the Slightly Foxed website. You’ll also find a selection of other Wodehouse wonders which feature in this article or have been the subject of articles in previous issues of Slightly Foxed, along with some Spring reading recommendations from our shelves. If you’re tempted, please do place your order as usual and it will be dispatched when we return to the office on Tuesday 11 April.

Meantime we hope you’ll enjoy discovering, or, indeed, rediscovering a love of Wodehouse, and that this long weekend brings much good reading.

With best wishes, as ever, from the SF office staff
Hattie, Jess & Jemima

Goings-on in the Garden of Eden


WILLIAM PALMER
 
My father’s two favourite books, which he seemed to reread almost annually, were Dickens’s Pickwick Papers, and Uncle Fred in the Springtime, by P. G. Wodehouse. Both are distinguished by complexity of plot, an array of eccentric characters and prodigious comic invention. And both are very funny.

Uncle Fred, or to give him his full name and title, Frederick Altamont Cornwallis Twistleton, fifth Earl of Ickenham, of Ickenham Hall, Ickenham, Hants, is an elderly but sprightly man of distinguished appearance and serene disposition. He is discouraged by his wife from leaving the bounds of the Ickenham estate because of his propensity when let loose on the wider world to be a source of disaster and upheaval in the lives of everyone with whom he comes into contact. The innocent and unwilling accomplice in his misadventures is his nephew, Pongo Twistleton.

The novel opens with Pongo on his way from the Drones Club to attempt to borrow £200 from his friend, Horace Pendlebury-Davenport, who happens to be engaged to Pongo’s sister, Valerie Twistleton. On his arrival at Horace’s Park Lane apartment, he is admitted by Horace’s man, Webster. Webster explains that Mr Davenport has ‘stepped out to take a dancing lesson’. He goes on:

‘Perhaps you would not mind waiting in the library. The sitting-room is in some little disorder at the moment.’

‘Spring cleaning?’

‘No, sir. Mr Davenport has been entertaining his uncle, the Duke of Dunstable, to luncheon, and over the coffee His Grace broke most of the sitting room furniture with the poker.’

Pongo’s immediate thought is that Horace’s uncle might be eccentric, but that ‘thinking of his own Uncle Fred, he felt like Noah listening to someone make a fuss about a drizzle’.

This all occurs on page one of the novel. A distinguished veteran screenplay writer and adaptor of classic novels once explained to me that most modern novels are unsuitable for dramatization because they yield only about three minutes of filmable action: too wordy, too introspective. These disqualifications certainly do not apply to this or any other novel by P. G. Wodehouse. By the end of the first chapter we have discovered the chain of events that is the cause of Dunstable’s rage and why Horace has hired a detective by the name of Claude ‘Mustard’ Pott to shadow and report on the goings-on of his fiancée while she is in Le Touquet; how she has discovered this and has broken off their engagement; and why Horace rashly declares he will transfer his affections to Polly Pott, daughter of the afore-mentioned Claude. Poor Pongo does not succeed in borrowing any money from Horace.

The main setting is Blandings Castle, the peaceful, indeed idyllic home of Lord Emsworth, his beloved prize pig and his slightly less beloved sister, Lady Constance Keeble.

Click here to read the full article for free on our website

P. G. Wodehouse

Uncle Fred in the Springtime

 

Very Good, Jeeves

 

Sunset at Blandings

 

Something Fresh

The Clicking of Cuthbert


‘It is contrived and ridiculous. But it is the spirit of the thing that is so cheering . . . Life is a mish-mash, with some delicious bits as well as some indigestible lumps. Smile and keep going.’ James Bartholomew, Slightly Foxed Issue 27
 

The Heart of a Goof


‘Mr Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.’ Evelyn Waugh
 
Spring Reading from Slightly Foxed

Adrian Bell
A Countryman’s Spring Notebook

 

This second seasonal selection from the weekly column Bell wrote from 1950 to 1980 for the Eastern Daily Press and catches beautifully the arrival of Spring in the East Anglian landscape he loved and knew so well. Each essay is a little masterpiece, a fleeting moment captured with a painterly eye and the down-to-earth observation of a farmer. These timeless essays are as fresh now as when they first appeared; read one every morning and it will set you up for the day.
 

Katrin FitzHerbert
True to Both My Selves


By 14 Katrin had lived in nearly thirty different places and attended fourteen schools – an unusual childhood which gave her two separate identities, one formed in Hitler’s Germany, the other in post-war England. In True to Both My Selves she tells the gripping story of her family, and of growing up as the child of a half-English mother and a German father. With courage and honesty she describes how she faced her past and make the final choice ‘between England and Papa’.
 

Hilary Mantel
Giving up the Ghost


When Dame Hilary Mantel died, many readers of her novels learned more about her life and her heroic struggle with the serious medical condition. Nowhere is this more vividly or more movingly described than in her own powerful and haunting memoir, Giving up the Ghost. Far from being a misery memoir. Rather it is a compulsively readable and ultimately optimistic account of what made Hilary Mantel the writer she became, full of courage, insight and wry humour.
 

Slightly Foxed Issue No. 77, Spring 2023

 

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