The Diary of a Nobody

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

Thursday, October 29, 2009

That thing yesterday – “retired tired” – quite funny. I didn’t notice it at the time. If I wasn’t so anxious about stuff right now, I’m sure I’d have been able to make a gag out of it. I spoke to the carpet guy, who said he’d only moved the router and hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary. I’d be happy to pay someone – anyone – to get this sorted. Bloody computers.

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.