The Diary of a Nobody

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

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Got confirmation we could have the same chalet we’d had last year, so that’s good. I bought myself a striped shirt, and a pair of ox-blood coloured shoes which loads of smart city types seem to be wearing: they’re very classy, they tell me.

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.