I found this at the school library one evening when picking Marlo up. She borrowed it for me. It's light reading. The premise is that it is the diary of Adrian Mole who is ages 18-19 or 20 in this book. He's just your usual, average, every-day British dork of a kid. Nothing amazing. Nothing too intuitive. Just light-reading about everyday life here in the mid to late 80s. Easy reading, interesting. ( )