SATURDAY JANUARY 25th10 a.m. I am ill with all the worry, too weak to write much. Nobody has noticed I haven"t eaten any breakfast.2 p.m....... Perhaps when I am famous and my diary is discovered people will understand the torment of being a 13 3/4-year-old undiscovered intellectual.6pm Pandora! My lost love! Now I will never stroke your treacle hair! (Although my blue felt-tip is still at your disposal.)Adrian Mole"s painfully honest diary is a hilarious spots-and-all glimpse into the troubled life of a teenage "misunderstood intellectual"Издание полностью на английском языке.