The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Carrie and I are worried about young Lupin having decided to get married without giving us any prior warning. After we’d eaten, he told us all about it. The girl’s name is Daisy Mutlar. Apparently, she’s the hottest and smartest girl he’s ever met. He fell head over heels in love with her the minute they met. He said he’d do anything for her, and he knew that she’d do anything for him. Anything.Lupin said lots more besides. A world without Daisy was a world not worth living in. With her, it was a changed and beautiful place. His life now had a purpose, and that purpose was to make Daisy Mutlar Daisy Pooter, and he guaranteed that she‘d do the Pooter family proud. Carrie burst into tears, threw her arms round Lupin, and promptly knocked a celebratory glass of red wine out of his hand, which went all over his cream trousers.
I said I was sure we’d get on with Daisy when we met her, but Carrie said she loved her already. I thought this a bit premature, but didn’t say anything. And then it was all Daisy this, Daisy that, and Daisy the other, all day long. I asked Lupin about her folks, and he said “You know – Mutlar, Williams and Watts”. I didn’t know, actually, but didn’t say so in case it led to an argument.
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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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