The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Being a Saturday, I’d hoped to have a lie in, but two of the managers were off sick yesterday so I had to set up my laptop in the kitchen and do some work in the morning. At around seven pm Brian (the delivery driver from Somerfield) rang the bell and said he was very sorry for his behaviour last night. He said he’d been working nights all week and it had pushed him over the edge. He said it had never happened before and hoped I’d accept a £10 money-off voucher by way of an apology. He seems a nice enough chap after all, so I told him we’d carry on using Somerfields’ delivery service, and we’d definitely be getting All Bran! I hadn’t noticed before, but the wood between the banisters and the tread of the stairs on the inside is actually unpainted, which is irritating, since I was under the impression we’d paid for a fully decorated house. Carrie said I could probably colour match it down at Homebase, and it wouldn’t take long to do. I’ll try to get it sorted next week.
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Why shouldn’t
I publish
my diary?
I often see memoirs by people I’ve never even heard of and I don’t see why my diary should be any less interesting, just because I’m not a ‘celebrity’. I only wish I’d started it when I was younger.
Charles Pooter
The Laurels, 32 Elmside,
Barleycorn Mead, Harrow on the Hill.
charles@charlespooter.com
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