“Is that really the best advice you have Jeeves?”

“Indeed, sir.”
(Source: angieavocado, via mathematicalmycroft)
“Is that really the best advice you have Jeeves?”

“Indeed, sir.”
(Source: angieavocado, via mathematicalmycroft)
“Jeeves, I found this ring. Some short chap told me to cast it into the fire. Do you think I ought to?”

“Indeed, sir.”
“Jeeves, I think I just messed it all up big time.”
“Indeed, sir?”
“You wouldn’t happen to have a time machine?”
“No, sir.”
“Ah, damn.”

“Indeed, sir.”
I say Jeeves, is that the Prime Minister running, well, rather in his birthday suite, through Chester?

“Indeed, sir.”
Anonymous,
As the poet Tennyson once said, “The noise of life begins again, / And ghastly through the drizzling rain / On the bald street breaks the blank day”.

Anonymous,
A well selected verse of classic poetry never goes amiss. I also hear that letters are quite popular as are tokens of affection.
If the person one is intending to admit these romantic inclinations towards is sensible and overall reasonable, then sometimes simply stating them in rational way is the best approach. I often feel that grand schemes fall short and often leave one, or both parties, as my master often says, “in the soup”.


Jeeves, I think they’re from North America.

“Indeed…Sir.”