And if you REALLY like Wodehouse there is a biography that was done by Herbert Warren Wind. I haven't read it, but Wodehouse was one of Herb's favorites, and not just the golf.
Ed I have it and it's excellent although I would guess HWW had a tin ear.
How many here know that among his many talents Wodehouse virtually invented the modern song lyric. With music by Jerome Kern (Iggy who?) they changed the face of music with a series of shows for the Princes Theatre in New York in the first two decades of the last Century.
This song became popular when it was revived for Showboat in the 1930’s but it was revolutionary in 1917. Note how natural, colloquial and self depreciating it is. It perfectly expresses why she loves him. “because he’s (pause) I don’t know...” No moon June or clichés of any kind. A modern classic.
I used to dream that I would discover
The perfect lover someday,
I knew I'd recognize him if ever
He came 'round my way.
I always used to fancy then
He'd be one of the God-like kind of men
With a giant brain and a noble head
Like the heroes bold
In the books I've read.
But along came Bill
Who's quite the opposite of all
The men in storybooks
In grace and looks
I know that Apollo
Would beat him
All hollow
And I can't explain,
It's surely not his brain
That makes me thrill --
I love him because he's wonderful,
Because he's just my Bill.
He can't play golf or tennis or polo,
Or sing a solo, or row.
He isn't half as handsome
As dozens of men that I know.
He isn't tall or straight or slim
And he dresses far worse than Ted or Jim.
And I can't explain why he should be
Just the one, one man in the world for me.
He's just my Bill, an ordinary man,
He hasn't got a thing that I can brag about.
And yet to be
Upon his knee
So comfy and roomy
Seems natural to me.
Oh, I can't explain,
It's surely not his brain
That makes me thrill --
I love him because he's -- I don't know...
Because he's just my Bill.