The Diary of a Nobody

Being the modern day record of Charles Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original


Saturday, August 15, 2009

Gowing and Cummings popped over to fix an evening at Corton. Since it was wet, Gowing asked Cummings whether he’d fancy a game of pool (he knows I never play: I think it’s doubtful). Cummings said he had to head back. I was mortified when Lupin said to Gowing “Mate, I’ll give you a game for a tenner! It’ll help me work up an appetite for dinner”. I said “Perhaps Mister Gowing isn’t up for a game with someone of your age”. Gowing surprised me by saying “No probs. As long as he can play a bit – he’s my man”, and off they went together.


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

Charles Pooter
The Laurels, 32 Elmside,
Barleycorn Mead, Harrow on the Hill.
charles@charlespooter.com


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