The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Friday, July 31, 2009
A beautiful day. I’m really looking forward to tomorrow. Carrie’s bought some kind of collapsible beach chair with a canopy which is huge. I told her it looked ridiculous. She said Annie James had one twice the size, so the matter dropped. I got myself a great hat to keep the sun off. I don’t know what it’s called, but it looks a bit like one of those ones worn by Crocodile Dundee (without the corks). Got some sports socks to go with my sandals down at Primark, and then spent the evening getting packed. Carrie reminded me to borrow Chris Higgsworth’s binoculars, so I popped across to get them. Everything was looking good, until I checked my e-mail and opened something from Corton’s e-booking admin. It was an automated notification saying there had been a computer error and there’d been a double booking. There were limited vacancies available at Corton’s partner resort Gunton Hall (nearby) but only from Monday onwards, since they’re booked all the bank holiday 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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