The original text for this book first appeared in Punch magazine but was turned into a book and published in 1892.
Weedon Grossmith drew the illustrations that illuminate this book.
This is the diary of Mr Charles Pooter who takes himself too seriously and is rather self-important. He has a habit of having small accidents – he hits his head on window frames, smashes mirrors, and slips over when wearing his best clothes. He picks arguments with other people lower down the social scale in his perception over unimportant matters on a regular basis and becomes the butt of many a joke.
The style of writing is so good that these apparently mundane events seem all the more absurd when you read them – why would anyone write down such apparently trivial happenings?
His long-suffering wife Carrie supports him as best she can, whereas his son Willie Lupin Pooter regards him with disdain.
This book generated the word Pooterish which means taking yourself far too seriously and believing your importance and influence are greater than they actually are.