This is the forerunner to all those glorious Psmith books. Psmith isn't in this book; it's about the early school experiences of his pal Mike in the days before they met. While it's funny in places, it's by no means up to Wodehouse's usual standard. Possibly for it's target audience (young English boys) it works well, I'm in no position to say. Given the very large number of books by Wodehouse that are superb, there seems not much reason to bother with this one.