cimorene

Back when I lived with my parents, I had copies of the somewhat-rare Jeeves novels Much Obliged, Jeeves (US title Jeeves and the Tie that Binds) and Jeeves in the Offing (US title How Right You Are, Jeeves), conveniently stuffed together in an out-of-print omnibus. But it got lost before I moved here, and over the years I've concentrated on filling the other gaps in my Jeeves collection since at the time I was missing about five or six other books. But finally my collection was complete with the exception of those two and My Man Jeeves (US title Do you think Americans could get what 'my man' means or should we change it to 'my servant which is an old-timey British employee, sort of like a personal assistant, or, like, a butler, yeah, think of it as a butler, Jeeves'? Well, that's kind of a mouthful. How about we change it to something completely and totally unrelated instead, like we did with the last two? The boss wouldn't like that, let's just leave it. Wanna go for a drink? Hell. Okay.)

But just now Dad found the omnibus! He can mail it to me! And then I will have all the books except ONE! (And a few hard-to-find un-anthologised short stories, the bastards.) I'd honestly forgotten I even ever had Jeeves in the Offing, although I knew I had Much Obliged because I wrote an, er, episode tag for it years ago.

This is cause for a celebration, like, totally. \o/ (Although considering I recently emailed Dad a tagged list of the gaps in my book collection that included both of those, I'm a little disturbed that he apparently forgot to check it.)

AND. They also found my missing Paddington (this is the stuffed bear I was given on the occasion of my birth, and which I kept a close watch on and always travelled with up to the time I moved away; but he wouldn't fit in my suitcase when I came to Finland) and some other missing stuffed animals, like one of the stuffed dragons my mom used to make. Yay!