Review on my blogThis book, in reality, has 163 pages – the 89 that I have read were for Adrian Mole, and the other 74 were compiled of diaries of Margaret Hilda Roberts and Susan Lilian Townsend, of whom I had no want to read about. I am wanting to go through the diary of Adrian Mole and not these two strangers who I have known nothing about prior.I don’t think I’ve seen a series which such promise take such a slip with each book as the Adrian Mole series has. It has gone from witty, funny and quirky to just plain boring. This book was told, not really in a diary as previous, (even though some parts were dated so) but in the form of short stories – these stories weren’t even particularly compelling or funny to say the least. In fact I found them to be quite stupid and immature, and I didn’t believe Adrian as a character as much as I did in the other books. He kept the same demeanour as when he was a child of 13 3/4 which even for an immature 18 year old isn’t very realistic as he was still as naive then as he is now.It just didn’t do anything for me and I hope that the series picks up some serious pace in the next few books.
