The Diary of a Nobody
Being the modern day record of Charles
Pooter VI -
direct descendant of the 19th Century original
Monday, June 28, 2010
On scanning back over my diary, I see nothing of any interest has taken place during the past month. Lupin’s off today. He’s renting an apartment in Notting Hill, near Murray and Daisy’s place. It’s costing £450 a week, which seems very extravagant. Lupin says it’s good to have a classy address, and ours is a bit “skanky”. I’ve no idea what “skanky” means, and I’ve long since given up trying to penetrate the slang he uses. I said the area had always been good enough for us. He said, “It’s not a question of being good or bad. There’s no money here, and I for one don’t want to spend my life rotting in the suburbs”.We’re sorry he’s going, but perhaps he’ll get on better by himself, and there may be some truth in what he said about older people holding back the young.
Gowing called and said the house seemed quite peaceful, just like old times. He liked Lupin well enough, but occasionally he suffered from something he couldn’t help – being young.
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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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