[That *language.* Aunt Agatha would chew up his bones, spit them out, and stomp them into dust under her heel if she ever heard him say the word "shit." (The word "douchebag" is completely unfamiliar to him, but from the way the chap says it, Bertie suspects it's bad.) But it wouldn't be polite to comment on it, so other than his shocked face, he pretends not to notice.]

Oh, I know all about the Barge and the Admiral. It's a pretty poor cruise, if you ask me. He wouldn't even let me bring my valet, Jeeves.

I think the redemption bit is a corking idea, though. Tricky business, and not for the soft of mind, but well worth the effort.