As the character Charles Pooter says right at the beginning "because I do not happen to be a somebody why my diary should not be interesting" And so the everyday occurrences of lower-middle class life is written out in diary form with little incidences of life in London with family and friends. It made me chuckle with its little observations and was a gentle book on a look of social history of the time. It's a shame this book is not so well known in the classic genre.