When you’ve spent your adolescent years, as The Dauph has, in places like Berlin, Casablanca and Tijuana, it can be odd relating to a fictional diary of a boy undergoing puberty in a nondescript town in present-day Thatcher-land. Still, this book, brash and British to the core, hooked this world-weary scribbler from its opening entry and didn’t let up until its protagonist, Adrian Mole, had crossed over from a bumbling youth of 13-and3/4 to a still bumbling youth of 16-and-1/6.

August 1, 1986
Edouard Dauphin

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