What Ho!

More delights from Jeeves and Wooster

IQ of a backward clam.

Weekly meeting of the Drones 'fine arts' committee.

Brown Harris Tweed for train travel into the countryside.

1930's Aston Martin Convertible, KW 4597.

Blumenfeld junior's lunch: jam roly-poly pudding; oysters; ice-cream and plenty of chocolate.

Good afternoon Manchester; fancy bumping into you Basingstoke; I didn't see you at the club last night Cleethorpes.

Martini with a dash of absinthe.

Were it not for the juice of the grape or the grain, weddings would be a thing of the past and proposals but a dim memory. Without it, we blabber.

Moral Delirium Tremens

Bertie Wooster's evening dinner dress:

Two dinner jackets
Seven white waistcoats
Four dozen shirts
Two shallow shelves filled with white ties


Bertie Wooster's casual dress for congenial climatic conditions:

Heather-mixture suit
Brown lounge with the faint green twill
Dove coloured silk shirt
Light blue silk shirt
Mauve silk shirt
A dozen handkerchiefs
Tan socks
Blue with red domino pattern necktie


New York's places of interest in the evening:

Reigelheimer's
Frolics of the Roof
Midnight Revels




* Information derived from My Man Jeeves *

Tout de la fruit

dernier cri

de rigueur

vis à vis

en secondes noces

noblesse obligé

au pied de la lettre

mot juste

distrait


* French used regularly in P.G. Wodehouse books *

Posh British-Style Nicknames

Stiffy: Stephanie Byng

Stilton: Darcy Cheesewright

Stinker: Harold Pinker

Barmy: Cyril Fotheringay-Phipps

Gussie: Augustus Fink-Nottle

Tuppy: Hildebrand Glossop

Bingo: Richard Little

Chuffy: Marmaduke Chuffnel

Sippy: George Sipperly

Catsmeat: Claude Potter-Pirbright

Biffy: Charles Biffen

Woody: Edward Harold Plank

Ginger: Harold Winship

Corky: Bruce Corcoran 

* Names taken from various P.G. Wodehouse books *

Bonus:

Nick: Magdala Buckley

Egg: Hermione Lytton Gore

* Names taken from Poirot during DGs 2026 binge watching *

From the Mouth of Jeeves

"Distressingly wilful" - (describing his walk with Aunt Agatha's dog).

"Pardon me for asking sir, but are you proposing to appear in public in those garments?".

"In order to qualify as Miss Wickham's husband, the gentleman should be possessed with a demanding personality and considerable strength of character".

"Jealousy is undoubtedly a powerful motivating energy, sir".

"In that case, I fear I must give my notice" - (when faced with the fact that Mr Wooster intends to play 'that instrument' within the narrow confines of a country cottage).

"I cannot abandon the stand which I have taken".

"It's said to originate, sir, with the entertainment got up on the cotton plantations of the New World by the slaves employed on those facilities, in order to express joy and happiness at their lot. An unlikely contingency, one surmises, bearing in mind their situation" - (when Mr Wooster asks him why it's necessary for minstrel fellows to blacken their faces in order to play the banjo and sing songs).

"Except for the eye of love, one Aberdeen terrier looks very much like another".

"It seems to be a reasonably straightforward syncopated 5/4 time signature".

"Since time immemorial, it has fallen to the Gallic races to bring civilisation to the rude northerly provinces of their empire" - (persuading chef Anatole to return to Brinkley Court).

"Veloute aux fleurs de courgette".

"Pardon me for intervening sir, but perhaps it would alleviate the ethical pressure you find yourself under if I, were to open the communication and read it out loud".

"I hesitate to contradict you Mr Spode but the working masses and I have barely a nodding acquaintance. Good afternoon."

"Travel is highly educational, sir" - (attempting to convince Mr Wooster to go on a round-the-world cruise).

"Gentlemen do not wear straw hats in the metropolis".

"The first truly rideable machine was made by a Mr Kirkpatrick MacMillan of Dumfriesshire in Scotland in 1839, I believe, sir" - (when Mr Wooster asks him who invented the bicycle).

"The approved method is to cut a small square of brown paper roughly to the equivalent to the pane of glass, smear it in treacle and then..." - (advising Mr Wooster how to break a window silently).

"It is as well to know what tune the devil is playing" - (justifying his recent knowledge of the Communist ideals).

"I endeavour to give satisfaction, sir".

"I am sure your cool head and undoubted thespian powers will see you through the day, sir".

"The Dutch, while an admirable people in many ways and renowned for their domestic hygiene, are not considered to be of the first rank in matters of argentine craftsmanship".

* Information derived from Jeeves and Wooster *

Postcards to Jeeves

Postcards written by Bertie Wooster to his valet Jeeves as he travels across America with the cast of 'Ask Dad' - a Broadway musical.


Lackawanna, New York to Chattanooga, Tennessee:
Well, we're off on our travels, Jeeves. Blasted tricky business what they call "hunting" in these parts; they do it without horses. Managed to wing a forest ranger the other day, however. Show is a sellout everywhere. My log cabin marked with an X.


Tallahassee, Florida:
Westward, ever westward, Jeeves. We're all having a whale of a time, especially Cyril Bassington-Bassington. My sleeping-car marked with an X.


Palestine, Texas:
Show doing famously, Jeeves. I must say, the horses out here are rather excitable. The local lads are rather excitable too. I've had to buy a few new clothes, I'm afraid, but I'm sure you'll approve. My bunkhouse marked with an X.


Nevada, Missouri to Rapid City, South Dakota:
This card shows a picture of the Rockies, Jeeves. They're mountains, as you can see. Dashed rocky they are, too. My rock marked with an X.


Crazy Mountains, Montana:
This is the life, Jeeves. Not a fish in sight and boots slowly filling with iced water. I did catch a couple of trout the other day. One of them looked exactly like Oofy Prosser. You don't suppose the Oofys hail from Montana, do you? My teepee marked with an X.


Walla Walla, Washington:
I've now seen 'Ask Dad' six billion and blasted two times, Jeeves (or is it six billion and blasted three?) and still no blasted sign of a blasted Broadway theater. My seat in the blasted orchestra stall marked with a blasted X.

PS, I really think I might leave the show and totter home soon.



*Information for this post were derived from Jeeves and Wooster (Series 3, Episode 3) * 

3A, Berkeley Mansions

An English Gentleman's Lifestyle

Residence: Mansfield Street, Marylebone, London.

Personal Services: Valet

Membership: Drones Club, Dover Street, Mayfair, London.

Mode of Transport: Aston Martin

Attire (pressed, clean and mended at all times):
Evening wear, formal. Evening wear, informal.
Simple brown Harris Tweed suit for train travel.
Grey flannel trousers and a checked sports coat for fishing or golfing in the countryside.
Hounds tooth check suit.
Heliotrope pyjamas.
Silk socks.

Accessories:
Whangee Umbrella.

Barber and Perfumer: Geo F. Trumper

Umbrella Shop: James Smith and Sons

Bespoke Suits and Tailoring: Norton and Sons

Ties: Bookers in the Burlington Arcade

Dining: Quaglino's

Entertainment: The Buck's Club; The Mottled Oyster, The Blue Havoc.

Tea: Darjeeling in the morning; Earl Grey in the afternoon.

Refreshment for guests: Bollinger 1927 and Turkish cigarettes.


* Inspired by fictional character Bertie Wooster *

Letters from West Neck, Long Island

Written by Rockmeteller Todd to his Aunt Isobel


Letter 1:

My Dearest Aunt,

How can I ever thank you enough for giving me the opportunity to live in this astounding city? New York seems more wonderful every day.

I was out with the crowd at the Midnight Revels the other night. Everyone was there, Oscar Hammerstein looked in about one o'clock and got off a good story about Flo Ziegfeld. Billie Burke looked upset. She's very protective towards Flo.

The show at the Revels is wonderful. I'm enclosing a programme.

Tuesday night, a few of us went to the Frolics on the Roof. Bea Lilly gave us her impression of President Hoover in the bathroom. A muted performance, since Mrs Hoover was hovering nearby.

I thought I was in for a quiet night last night, but fate decreed otherwise. I ran into a few friends and they took me along to the 21. It was Thelma Gaultier's birthday, so we all had to wear hats. Doug Fairbanks did all sorts of stunts and made us roar. On screen or off, he is a most energetic fellow, and full of charm. Mary Pickford wasn't with him last night, but she kindly sent me her regards.

And so, to Harlem. The music is astounding. My piano lessons are really paying dividends. Though Willy 'The Lion' Smith says I've still got to work on my left hand.

The new show at the Apollo is even better than the last. The dancing was superb and Josephine Baker really cooking with gas in the Terpsichorean department.

Home at 3:30. It's odd. Even with only three or four hours sleep, I never seem to get tired.

The finest musicians in the land find their way to 52nd Street. The skill and versatility of some of them is enough to take your breath away.

Cole Porter's new musical, The Gay Divorce, opened last night. The party arfterwards was almost as good as the show itself and of course everybody who was anybody was there. I danced with an up-and-coming young actress called Bette Davis, who asked me to go out to the coast and try my luck in movies, but I don't think so.

Cole looked tired. He told George Burns and me that rehearsals for the show had been really difficult. But like myself, he really thrives on the noise and excitement and sheer energy that is Manhattan.

I must stop now. Pardon My English opens tonight, and I promised I'd be there.

Your affectionate nephew,

Rocky.

P.S. I have not yet touched on the sporting scene in New York. The sports fanatic is certainly well catered for. In baseball, basketball and the roller derby, the spirit of fair play is exemplified. 'May the best man win' is the cry.


Letter 2:

My Dear Aunt Isobel,

I was very surprised to get your letter saying that you don't want me to write any more reports on New York's nightlife. 

I thought you were enjoying them. I've certainly enjoyed writing them.

I only hope this doesn't indicate any further deterioration in your health.

Your affectionate nephew,

Rocky.


 


* The contents of this post were borrowed from Jeeves and Wooster *

A Children's Book of American Birds

by Muriel Singer
(Ghost writer: Reginald Jeeves)


Excerpt 1:
Should any of you children be lucky enough to visit California, you may catch a glimpse of the acrobatic little Mexican Chickadee. You will learn much more about this rascal when you are grown-up and read Mr Alexander Worple's wonderful book, American Birds.


Excerpt 2:

Often on a spring morning, as you walk through the fields, you will hear the sweet,

carelessly-flowing song of the Eastern Bluebird. When you are older, you must read

all about him in Mr Alexander Worple’s wonderful book, American Birds.

Excerpt 3:
As Mr Alexander Worple says in his famous book, More American Birds, if you see a Sanderling spinning round in the water like a top, it's a Phalarope. You see, children, Phalaropes do look very like Sanderlings of course but they're famous for spinning round and round in the water. This is a picture of the Northern Phalarope. Isn't he a handsome little fellow?




* Contents of this post were borrowed from Jeeves and Wooster *

Eau de Wooster

Bertie Wooster Style Fragrances

 

~ Sartorial Eau de Toilette by Penhaligon's ~

 

The scent of Savile Row, created by perfumer Bertrand Duchaufour.

 

Head Notes: 

Aldehydes, Ozonic Effect, Metallic Effect, Violet Leaf, Neroli, Cardamom, Black Pepper, Fresh Ginger

Heart Notes: 

Beeswax, Cyclamen, Linden Blossom, Lavender, Leather

Base Notes: 

Gurgum Wood, Patchouli, Myrrh, Cedarwood, Tonka Bean, Oakmoss, White Musk, Honey Effect, Old Wood Effect, Vanilla, Amber

 

 

 

"Sartorial is a contemporary interpretation of a classic Fougère; traditional notes...have been exquisitely stitched together...to create the perfect illusion of a tailor’s workroom". 

More importantly, would Jeeves approve of this choice?

 

The Garden, recited by Madeline Bassett

In the garden of my heart,
The blossoms o'erhang the leaves,
The skylark sings from morn till night
High in the sleepy jacaranda tree.

But the garden of my heart
Is watered only by my tears
Under the wise, old, gnarled oak
Inter me when my time appears.

And on the mossy stone above,
Carve these words without lament
She lived, she loved,
She breathed her last

Here lies one who rests in peace.


Madeline's Views:

~ Stars are Gods daisy chain.
~ Rabbits are gnomes in attendance on the Fairy Queen.
~ Every time a fairy blows its wee nose a baby is born.
~ Old Mister Moon is ever so shy, he keeps hiding behind the clouds.

Gussie woos Madeline

~ Twilight always makes me feel sad. Because mine is always such a lonely life. Pacing the meadows with a heavy tread wishing there was someone there to love me.


* Information taken from Jeeves and Wooster *

The Roaring Twenties

Partying it up - Wooster-style

Good Night Vienna

Goodnight Vienna, you city of a million melodies,
Our hearts are thrilling to the strains that you play,
From dawn 'til the daylight dies.

Goodnight Vienna, where moonlight fills the air with mysteries,
And eyes are shining to the gypsy guitars
That sing to the starry skies.

Enchanted city of Columbine and Pierrot,
We know the magic of your spell,
Of our romances you're the hero,
Now is the time to say farewell.

Goodnight Vienna, now lovers kiss beneath your linden trees,
The world is waiting on the edge of the day,
Just waiting to say Goodnight!

Sonny Boy

Climb up on my knee Sonny Boy
Though you're only three Sonny Boy
You've no way of knowing
There's no way of showing
What you mean to me Sonny Boy.

When there are grey skies,
I don't mind the grey skies.
You make them blue Sonny Boy.
Friends may foresake me.
Let them all foresake me.
I still have you Sonny Boy.

You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth.
You made a heaven
For me here on earth.

When I'm old and grey dear
Promise you won't stray dear
For I love you so Sonny Boy.

When there are grey skies,
I don't mind grey skies.
You make them blue Sonny Boy.
Friends may foresake me.
Let them all foresake me.
I still have you Sonny Boy.

You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth.
You've made a heaven
For me here on earth.

And the angels grew lonely
Took you because they were lonely
I'm lonely too Sonny Boy.

Minnie The Moocher

Hey folks here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher
She was a red-hot hoocie coocher
She was the roughest toughest rail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

 

She had a dream about the king of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin'
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels

He gave her his townhouse and his racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
Had a million dollars’ worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them all a million times

 

Poor Min, poor Min, poor Min.

Forty-Seven Ginger-Headed Sailors

Now there's a good ship,
H.M.S. Cock-Robin.
On her home trip,
Up and down she's bobbin'
So the crew's pretty tough.
The sea is so rough.
They're all fed up and say
That they've had more than enough.

I've got a brother
He's an able seaman
And they call him Redhead Tom

I wire to say I'll meet you
And with your pals I'll treat you
So who do you think I've had a message from?

Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors
Coming home across the briney sea
When the anchor's weighed
And the journey's made
Then they'll start the party
With a heave-ho, me-hearty

Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors
You can bet you're going to hear them when they hail us
An old maid down in Devon
Said my idea of heaven
Is forty-seven ginger-headed sailors!


Puttin' On The Ritz
Have you seen the well-to-do
Upon Lennox Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air

High hats and narrow collars
White spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time

If you're blue
And you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where Harlem flits
Puttin' on the Ritz

Spangled Gowns upon the bevy of
High browns from down the levy
All misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz

That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus
Rubbin' elbows

Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee
And see them spend
Their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz

Oh By Jingo

Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove
(Oh by jove, oh by jove, oh by jove)
Oh By Jingo won't you hear our love
(Will you kindly raise your voice? Louder!)
We will build for you a hut
(Yes!)
You will be our favourite nut
(Crack!)
We will have a lot of little Oh By Jones
Dress them up in cloths and clothes


By Jingo said "By gosh by gee
(gabcde stop!)
By Jiminy, please don't bother me"
(Bother her! Bother her!)
So they all went away singing
Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove By Jingo
By gee, you're the only girl for me.

Bring my lobster on a clean plate.


Ever So Goosey
Maud and Fred were courting,
The wedding day grew near.
Said Fred to Maud one evening,
I wish you'd tell me dear.

How do you feel when you marry your ideal?
Ever so goosey, goosey, goosey, goosey.
How do you feel when the bells begin to peal?
Ever so goosey, goosey, goosey, goosey.
Walking up the aisle, in a kind of daze,
Do you get the wind up when the organ plays?
How do you feel when the parson's done the deal?
Ever so goosey, goosey, goosey, goosey.

"The man that hath no music in himself... is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils" - (William Shakespeare).

Entertaining the Glossops

Formal Dinner

 

Venue: Berkeley Mansions, London

Host: Bertram Wilberforce Wooster

Special Guests: Sir Roderick Glossop and Lady Delia Glossop

 

 

(Menu adapted to meet the needs of the guests' impaired digestion)

 

~ Consomme ~

 

~ A Cutlet ~

 

~ A savoury ~

 

~ Served with lemon squash, iced ~

 

 

Please remember: guests drink no alcohol and are terrified of cats.

 

 



The Devil's Tune

Afternoon Tea with The Red Dawn Working Class Movement

Venue: 3A, Berkeley Mansions, London
Hosts: 'Comrade Jeeves' and 'Comrade Wooster'
Guests: Comrade Bingo, Comrade Butt, Comrade Rowbotham, Comrade Charlotte.

Menu: muffins, ham, jam, cakes, scrambled eggs and sardines; served with cups of tea.

~ Eating sardines: "to express solidarity with our Portuguese brothers".

~ Not sitting down: "The history of the revolution is putting food on the plates of the proletariat".

~ Electricity: "Comrade Stalin's report to the Congress of Soviets in December 1920, said that socialism was soviet power plus the electrification of the whole country".



* Information taken from series three, episode six, of Jeeves and Wooster *

The Junior Ganymede Club Book

"Under rule eleven, all members are required to provide the secretary with full information about their employer. This not only provides entertaining reading, but also provides a warning to those seeking employment with those gentlemen who fall short of the ideal".

Leaked contents:

Sir Roderick Spode made a living as the founder and proprietor of Eulalie Soeurs, a famed designer of ladies' underclothing which contradicts his aspirations to becomes a successful dictator.

Sir Roderick Spode lived in the Antipodes during his youth and due to a dramatic improvement to his straitened circumstances overnight, he was strongly suspected of nobbling Celia in a kangaroo race. A damaging secret.

Explosive tales of Ginger Winship's past.

Secrets regarding Runkle.

Dinner Is Served...

~ 1920s Informal Dinner Party ~

Venue: Brinkley Court Country House, Worcestershire.

Hosts: Tom and Dahlia Travers.

Chef: Anatole.

~ Menu ~

Consommé aux Pommes d'Amour.

Timbales de riz de veau Toulousaine.

Nonnettes de poulet Agnes Sorel.

Cepes a la Rossini.

Mousse au Chocolat.



~ 1920s Formal Dinner Party ~

Venue: Brinkley Court Country House, Worcestershire.

Hosts: Tom and Dahlia Travers.

Chef: Anatole.

~ Menu ~

Caviar Frais.

Cantaloup.

Consommé aux Pommes d'Amour.

Sylphides à la crême d'Ecrivisses.

Mignonette de poulet petit Duc.

Points d'asperges à la Mistinguette.

Suprême de fois gras au champagne.

Neige aux Perles des Alpes.

Timbale de ris de veau Toulousaine.

Salade d'endive et de céleri.

Le Plum Pudding.

L'Etoile au Berger.

Benedictins Blancs.

Bombe Nero.

Friandises.

Diablotins.

Fruits.



~ 1899 State Banquet ~
Venue: Windsor Castle.
Host: Queen Victoria.
Guests: Emperor and Empress of Germany.

~ Menu ~

Consommé à la Portugaise. Puree Madeleine.

Cabillaud, sauce aux huitres.

Filet de Merlans frits, sauce Anchois.

Quenelles a la Regente.

Ballotines a la Canard a la Cumberland.

Boeuf braise a la Hussarde.

Gigot d'Agneau roti.

Faisans. Pommes de terre en rubans.

Pain d'Epinards a la Maitre d'hotel.

Mehlspeise mit fruchten.

Profiteroles aux chocolat.

Tartelettes a la Suisse.



~ 1970's Informal Dinner Party ~

~ Menu ~

Prawn and Avocado Cocktail.

Duck a l'Orange.

Black Forest Cherry Gateau.

~ Public Dining ~

Venue: The Fat Duck Restaurant, Berkshire

Host/Chef: Heston Blumenthal

~ Tasting Menu ~

Nitro Poached Aperitifs

Vodka and Lime Sour, Gin and Tonic, Campari Soda.

Red Cabbage Gazpacho

Pommery Grain Mustard Ice Cream.

Jelly of Quail, crayfish cream

Chicken Liver Parfait, Oak Moss and Truffle Toast.

Snail Porridge

Iberico Bellota Ham, Shaved Fennel.

Roast Foie Gras

Barberry, Braised Konbu and Crab Biscuit.

Mock Turtle Soup (c.1850)

"Mad Hatter Tea"

"Sound Of The Sea"

Salmon poached in a liquorice gel

Artichokes, Vanilla Mayonnaise and Golden Trout Roe.

Anjou Pigeon

Blood Pudding, Risotto of Spelt and Umbles.

Hot and Iced Tea. 

Tafferty Tart (c.1660)

Caramelized Apple, Fennel, Rose and Candied Lemon.

The "BFG"

Kirsch Ice Cream and the smell of the Black Forest.

Whisk(e)y Wine Gums.

"Like a Kid in a Sweetshop".

~ 2011 State Banquet ~

Venue: Buckingham Palace.

Host: Queen Elizabeth II.

Guests: President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama.

~ Menu ~

Paupiette de Sole et Cresson Sauce Nantua.

Agneau de la Nouvelle Saison de Windsor au Basilic.

Courgettes et Radis Sautées.

Panaché d’Haricots Verts.

Pommes Boulangère.

Salade.

Charlotte à la Vanille et Cerises Griottes.

Fruits de Dessert.

~ 1953 First Coronation Lunch ~

Host: Queen Elizabeth II


~ Menu ~


Clear Turtle Soup.

Scottish Salmon with Cucumbers, Souce Verte.

Baron of Beef, Jacket Potatoes, Salad.

Norfolk Asparagus, Sauce Hollandaise.

Ice Pudding, Kent Strawberries, Maids of Honour.

Coffee.



~ The Last Dinner ~
As served in the first-class dining saloon of the R.M.S. Titanic on 14 April 1912

~ Menu ~
 

Hors D'Oeuvres Oysters

Consommé Olga Cream of Barley

Poached Salmon with Mousseline Sauce, Cucumbers

Filet Mignons Lili Saute of Chicken, Lyonnaise Vegetable Marrow Farci

Lamb, Mint Sauce Roast Duckling, Apple Sauce Sirloin of Beef, Chateau Potatoes Green Pea Creamed Carrots Boiled Rice Parmentier & Boiled New Potatoes

Punch Romaine

Roast Squab & Cress

Cold Asparagus Vinaigrette

Pate de Foie Gras Celery

Waldorf Pudding Peaches in Chartreuse Jelly Chocolate & Vanilla Eclairs French Ice Cream ~ Medieval Banquet ~ ~ Menu ~ Miniature pastries filled either with cod liver or beef marrow A cameline meat "brewet" (pieces of meat in a thin cinnamon sauce) Beef marrow fritters Eels in a thick spicy puree Loach in a cold green sauce flavored with spices and sage Large cuts of roast or boiled meat Saltwater fish "The best roast that may be had" Freshwater fish Broth with bacon A meat tile (pieces of chicken or veal, simmered, sautéed, served in a spiced sauce of pounded crayfish tails, almonds and toasted bread and garnished with whole crayfish tails) Capon pasties and crisps Bream and eel pasties Blang Mang Frumenty Venison Lampreys with hot sauce Fritters Roast bream and darioles Sturgeon Jellies ~

Jessica Fink-Nottle

Mademoiselle Fink-Nottle is a spinster, a minor aristocrat and a member of the idle rich.

Based primarily in London and in Manhatten, she dwells in Art Deco style residences, furnished with full-blown bourgeois decadence, and is served by her well-informed and talented Lady-in-Waiting, Regina Jeeves.

Her early education took place at Waterfield Preparatory School in Bramley-on-Sea. Further education took place at Eton Girls Boarding School in Windsor and at Christ Church College in Oxford. She also matriculated at a private Swiss finishing school but never graduated.

Her interests include smoking, drinking and piano playing.

Sibling: Augustus Fink-Nottle.

Acquaintances include:
~ Hilda Glossop - cousin-in-law
~ Harriet Winship - local Conservative candidate
~ Georgina Sipperly - author
~ Claudia Pirbright - old school friend

Previously betrothed to:
~ Frederick Craye
~ Paul Stoker
~ Robert Wickham


* Inspired by the Jeeves and Wooster stories written by P.G. Wodehouse * 

Jeeves’s Hangover Cure

~ 1 x raw egg yolk

~ 40ml brandy

~ 40ml clam juice

~ A few drops of Worcestershire sauce

~ A pinch of cayenne pepper

Mix all the ingredients together. Serve in a short glass tumbler. Drink in one gulp.

(Worcestershire sauce for colour; raw egg for nutrition and red pepper for bite).

Jeeves claims that this is a little preparation of his own invention and gentlemen who tried it have found it extremely invigorating after a late night.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rNiq7jrdYXY&pp=ygUUSmVldmVzIGhhYmdvdmVyIGN1cmU%3D