Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Sitting opposite me on the Tube this morning was a young woman intently reading a book whose title I couldn't make out. She was reading with furrowed brow and intense, almost anguished concentration. What dark, knotty text was the poor woman wrestling with, I wondered? As I got off the train, I glanced across and saw what it was - The Diary of a Nobody! I guess some people just don't see the funny side... Meanwhile, over on The Dabbler, I'm writing about a man who most definitely did see the funny side.