I have loved the work if P G Wodehouse since I was a child. I love his long, madly ornate sentences and his obsessive hobbyist characters, from the Duke of Blandings mooning over his prizewinning pig (called the Duchess of Blandings!) or Uncle Fred, a matchmaker who gets people drunk in the interest of hooking them up, on a drink with the full name, "Tomorrow is of all the year the maddest and merriest day, for I'm to be Queen of the May, Mother, I'm to be Queen of the May!" Also, I do believe that nobody since Dickens has exploited this habit of piling on details and extended similes to such lengths that the reader cannot help but laugh. My own favorite is "his crookedness was such that he could hide at will behind a spiral staircase." (I imagine one of those compact wrought-iron ones.)
Anyway, the rec. "What ho, lads!" was written for a style challenge, so there is less of BSL's own sharp, precise turns of phrase, but quite a lot of Wodehouse's. Go enjoy!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21806884
Anyway, the rec. "What ho, lads!" was written for a style challenge, so there is less of BSL's own sharp, precise turns of phrase, but quite a lot of Wodehouse's. Go enjoy!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21806884