J of the A to Z Blogging Challenge
Of the many writers
I have admired, Jerome K Jerome (JKJ) is one who has made me nod my head and
laugh out really loudly in public places where I might be reading! While I admit that PG Wodehouse was the king
of humor writing, JKJ has also given us books that are downright crazy but
utterly believable.
There are two acclaimed
books which I particularly enjoyed and have read over and over again – Three Men
in a Boat, and Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow.
While the first is a splendid travelogue on adventures of three lazy
friends and their dog Montmorency who take a boating and camping trip on river
Thames, the second is just a series of essays on various topics.
A few memorable
lines from Three Men in a Boat that still make me laugh –
“My tooth-brush is a thing that haunts me when I’m travelling, and
makes my life a misery. I dream that I haven’t packed it, and wake up in
a cold perspiration, and get out of bed and hunt for it. And, in the
morning, I pack it before I have used it, and have to unpack again to get it,
and it is always the last thing I turn out of the bag; and then I repack and
forget it, and have to rush upstairs for it at the last moment and carry it to
the railway station, wrapped up in my pocket-handkerchief.”
“I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for
hours. I love to keep it by me: the idea of getting rid of it nearly
breaks my heart.”
A few quotes however may not do justice if
you get a chance to read the various anecdotes narrated in the course of the
book and the journey.
The story of Uncle Podger who fixes a
painting ‘single-handedly’ after enlisting the help of the whole house, finding
lodging at one of the stops, opening a tin of pine-apple, cooking food are all hilarious.
A few quotes from Idle Thoughts of an Idle
Fellow –
On Being in the Blues – “I can enjoy feeling melancholy, and there
is a good deal of satisfaction about being thoroughly miserable; but nobody
likes a fit of the blues. Nevertheless, everybody has them; notwithstanding
which, nobody can tell why. There is no accounting for them. You are just as
likely to have one on the day after you have come into a large fortune as on
the day after you have left your new silk umbrella in the train. Its effect
upon you is somewhat similar to what would probably be produced by a combined
attack of toothache, indigestion, and cold in the head. You become stupid,
restless, and irritable; rude to strangers and dangerous toward your friends;
clumsy, maudlin, and quarrelsome; a nuisance to yourself and everybody about
you.”
On Dress - “They have a
wonderful deal to do with courting, clothes have. It is half the battle. At all
events, the young man thinks so, and it generally takes him a couple of hours
to get himself up for the occasion. His first half-hour is occupied in trying
to decide whether to wear his light suit with a cane and drab billycock, or his
black tails with a chimney-pot hat and his new umbrella. He is sure to be
unfortunate in either decision. If he wears his light suit and takes the stick
it comes on to rain, and he reaches the house in a damp and muddy condition and
spends the evening trying to hide his boots. If, on the other hand, he decides
in favor of the top hat and umbrella—nobody would ever dream of going out in a
top hat without an umbrella; it would be like letting baby (bless it!) toddle
out without its nurse.”
On Memory – “It seems as though the brightest side of everything
were also its highest and best, so that as our little lives sink back behind us
into the dark sea of forgetfulness, all that which is the lightest and the most
gladsome is the last to sink, and stands above the waters, long in sight, when
the angry thoughts and smarting pain are buried deep below the waves and
trouble us no more.”