The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Reluctantly, I sat at the table in the evening, and I’m bound to admit that some strange things happened. I reckon they were coincidences, but they were curious all the same. For instance, the table kept tilting towards me, which Carrie thought meant I should ask the spirit a question. I followed the protocol and asked the spirit (who said her name was Lina) if she could tell me the name of an old aunt of mine I was thinking of, who we used to call Aunt Maggie. The table spelled out C.A.T. We couldn’t make anything of it, ‘til I suddenly remembered that her second name was Catherine, which it was evidently trying to spell. I don’t think even Carrie knew this. But if she did, she’d never cheat. I must admit, it was curious. Several other things happened, and I agreed to sit at another séance on Monday.
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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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