Requiem for a Character
At some point in my childhood, I was led into a room in a school with a middle aged woman behind a desk. It was some kind of interview, for secondary school, I don’t remember, I was around ten or eleven at this time.
What I do remember is the woman asking me: ‘What’s your birthday?’
‘November 17,’ I said.
The woman produced a book. ‘Okay,’ she said, ‘let’s find out what Adrian Mole did on your birthday.’
That icebreaker was the first thing I thought of when I heard about Sue Townsend’s death. We all knew Adrian Mole. We had grown up with him. I read the teenage diaries as a kid, of course I did, but it’s the adult novels I loved most, because childhood in the main follows a set path, whereas once you’ve grown up, anything can happen.
Not that much happens in the Mole diaries. As…
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