Although I started reading in my teens, it was only sometime in my twenties that I read my first P.G. Wodehouse, a Penguin edition of Laughing Gas, from my wife’s impressive collection of his books. I found the premise of the novel absurdly funny: an English aristocrat and a child film star swap bodies after inhaling nitrous oxide at a dentist’s office. It was my first taste of how Wodehouse could turn preposterous situations into comedy.
Over the decades since, I’ve read Wodehouse off and on, though I’m nowhere close to having read the more than 90 books he wrote, including 24 short-story collections, as well as plays, scripts and autobiographies. These include novels from three of his more popular series—Jeeves and Wooster, Blandings Castle, and Mike and Smith.





