Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction, Sue Townsend

Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction Wednesday April 2nd, 2003. My birthday. I am thirty-five today. I am officially middle-aged. It is all downhill from now. A pathetic slide towards gum disease, wheelchair ramps and death. Adrian Mole’s scribbling for the twenty-first century. Working as a bookseller and living in Leicester’s Rat Wharf f finding time to write letters of advice to Tim Henman and Tony Blair ; locked in mortal combat with a vicious swan called Gielgud ; measuring his expanding bald spot ; and trying to escape the clutches of Marigold and win over her voluptuous sister Daisy… Adrian still yearns for a better, more meaningful world. And he’s not ready to surrender his pen yet…