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The Diary of a Nobody
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George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
22
MAY
5.—
Bought
a
pair
of
lavender
kid-gloves
for
next
Monday,
and
two
white
ties,
in
case
one
got
spoiled
in
the
tying.
MAY
6,
Sunday.—
A
very
dull
sermon,
during
which,
I
regret
to
say,
I
twice
thought
of
the
Mansion
House
reception
to-morrow.
MAY
7.—
A
big
red-letter
day;
viz.,
the
Lord
Mayor’s
reception.
The
whole
house
upset.
I
had
to
get
dressed
at
half-past
six,
as
Carrie
wanted
the
room
to
herself.
Mrs.
James
had
come
up
from
Sutton
to
help
Carrie;
so
I
could
not
help
thinking
it
unreasonable
that
she
should
require
the
entire
attention
of
Sarah,
the
servant,
as
well.
Sarah
kept
running
out
of
the
house
to
fetch
“something
for
missis,”
and
several
times
I
had,
in
my
full
evening-dress,
to
answer
the
back-door.
The
last
time
it
was
the
greengrocer’s
boy,
who,
not
seeing
it
was
me,
for
Sarah
had
not
lighted
the
gas,
pushed
into
my
hands
two
cabbages
and
half-a-dozen
coal-blocks.
I
indignantly
threw
them
on
the
ground,
and
felt
so
annoyed
that
I
so
far
forgot
myself
as
to
box
the
boy’s
ears.
He
went
away
crying,
and
said
he
should
summons
me,
a
thing
I
would
not
have
happen
for
the
world.
In
the
dark,
I
stepped
on
a
piece
of
the
cabbage,
which
brought
me
down
on
the
flags
all
of
a
heap.
For
a
moment
I
was
stunned,
but
when
I
recovered
I
crawled
upstairs
into
the
drawing-room
and
on
looking
into
the
chimney-glass
discovered
that
my
chin
was
bleeding,
my
shirt
smeared
with
the
coal-blocks,
and
my
left
trouser
torn
at
the
knee.
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