Book Review: The Diary of A Nobody By George Grossmith and Weedon Grossmith

I do quite enjoy reading novels that are written in the form of a diary— fiction and non-fiction. I am a nosy person, so any chance to mind other’s businesses is an opportunity I will gladly take. I came across this book from one of my charity shops browsing and was intrigued by the cover aloe. This beautiful hardback book was tucked at the very end of a row of books, almost hidden among the shadows, but I spotted it and I took it home.

Yes, without even reading what the book is even about.

I finished ‘A Diary of A Nobody’ in two days. Initially, I thought this would be a one sitting read, but there were parts of the book where it felt like nothing was happening, and it got to a point where I did not even understand what I was reading. There were some instances where I sometimes wondered why someone of the things written about, were even written about.

I guess that’s what makes this book satirical— you would expect from the title that this diary is essentially a recording of the mundane parts of someone’s life as they are a “nobody”.

“Why should I not publish my diary? I have often seen reminiscences of people I have never even heard of, and I fail to see — because I do not happen to be a “somebody” – why my diary should be interesting”

Spoiler alert: It was not. (At least in my opinion)

This is a diary of a middle-aged man and his mundane affairs— including and not limited to; recent purchases, the time he painted his tub red, and his dear wife Carrie. However, it also included some not-so-mundane affairs like the time he and his wife were invited to a ball!.

The humour, to me, was quite dry and mostly full of puns. This could be because I am most likely not the target audience (I do not get invited to balls), or my serious lack of humour— I vote the latter. That being said, I will admit that I did crack a smile or two at one of his sentiments.

One thing I will point out about this novel is that it is an easy book to pick up and put back down without worrying about forgetting the plot because there really isn’t one. I would imagine this is one of those books you read if you want a very light read to past time, while sipping afternoon earl grey tea and nibbling on scones.

2 stars.

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