Adrian Mole and the weapons of mass destruction - Sue Townsend (Adrian Mole #6)

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, 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.