The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
It cleared up a bit, so we all went off into Lowestoft. The first person we met on the pier was Gowing. I said “Hi there! I thought you’d gone to Jersey with your mates from Birmingham”. He said “Yes, but Pete Lawrence was really ill, so they postponed it. There was a Warners offer in the Express, and we managed to get a last minute cancellation at Corton. Did you know the Cummings are here too?” Carrie said “Oh great! Let’s get together some evening and have a laugh”.I introduced Lupin and said “What do you reckon? Pooter Junior’s back home”. Gowing said “How come? Lost your job at the bank?"
I quickly changed the subject, just in case Gowing decided to ask any awkward questions (as he tends to).
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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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