Lord Emsworth of Blandings has an IQ some thirty points below that of an absent minded jellyfish, and loves to potter among his flowers His sister, Constance, is always trying to reorganise the household McAllister, official of the prize pumpkin, leaves at a critical moment the Empress goes off her pig food and lawlessness involves an airgun, and the abominable Baxter's trousers What with the love affiars of the Hon Freddy Threepwood, and an assortment of unhappy nieces, Blandings is a place where anything can happen!