This book has gentle humour, and had I not read it on the heels of Jerome K. Jerome and when in a different mood, I might have liked it better. I can certainly see why it's a comedy classic and how it could have become so popular when it came out.
The Pooters are not high class, nor or they poor. He works as a clerk and they rent a house in respectable area, but certainly not fashionable. Mr. Pooter decides that he can become somebody by publishing his diary, much like Pepys et al did, but it doesn't take much to see that he is no Pepys or any other famous diarist. His friends and son, his son's romantic life, and so on, are fodder for amusement here.
The Pooters are not high class, nor or they poor. He works as a clerk and they rent a house in respectable area, but certainly not fashionable. Mr. Pooter decides that he can become somebody by publishing his diary, much like Pepys et al did, but it doesn't take much to see that he is no Pepys or any other famous diarist. His friends and son, his son's romantic life, and so on, are fodder for amusement here.