The Diary of a Nobody (Fully Illustrated): The beautifully reproduced, fully illustrated 1910 edition, with bonus material

Diary of a Nobody - published by Apostrophe Books



#2 best-seller on Amazon in British Humour and Satire

The updated 1910 edition:

  • Contains a note from the authors, written 1892.
  • Features all 33 original illustrations by Weedon Grossmith.
  • Bonus features: a publisher’s note and letters from Lord Roseberry and Augustine Birrell, MP.
  • An extract from an essay by Hilaire Belloc, MP.
  • Fully searchable table of contents.
  • Exquisitely formatted and presented in e-book form.

The Grossmith brothers’ comedic masterpiece allows us a peek inside the diaries of the absurdly self-important Charles Pooter, a London banker frustrated by life at every turn.

Detailing the snubs and disappointments and gaffes that befall the hapless Pooter, The Diary of a Nobody has been an laugh-out-loud success for well over a century.

As former prime minister Lord Roseberry says in the notes to this Apostrophe Books edition: “I regard any bedroom I occupy as unfurnished without a copy of it.”

Apostrophe’s beautifully crafted ebook classics will please fans of old and new media alike.” – Dr Matthew Rubery, BA (Texas) PhD (Harvard), Reader in 19th-Century Literature.



“APRIL 6. – Eggs for breakfast simply shocking; sent them back to Borset with my compliments, and he needn’t call any more for orders. Couldn’t find umbrella, and though it was pouring with rain, had to go without it. Sarah said Mr. Gowing must have took it by mistake last night, as there was a stick in the ‘all that didn’t belong to nobody. In the evening, hearing someone talking in a loud voice to the servant in the downstairs hall, I went out to see who it was, and was surprised to find it was Borset, the butterman, who was both drunk and offensive. Borset, on seeing me, said he would be hanged if he would ever serve City clerks any more—the game wasn’t worth the candle. I restrained my feelings, and quietly remarked that I thought it was possible for a city clerk to be a gentleman. He replied he was very glad to hear it, and wanted to know whether I had ever come across one, for he hadn’t. He left the house, slamming the door after him, which nearly broke the fanlight; and I heard him fall over the scraper, which made me feel glad I hadn’t removed it. When he had gone, I thought of a splendid answer I ought to have given him. However, I will keep it for another occasion.”


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