Title: Bridget Jones’s Baby
Author: Helen Fielding
Pages: 217 Pages
Publisher: Jonathan Cape
8.45 P.M. Realise there have been so many times in my life when have fantasised about going to a scan with Mark or Daniel: just not both at the same time.
Before motherhood, before marriage, Bridget, with biological clock ticking very, very loudly, finds herself unexpectedly pregnant at the eleventh hour: a joyful pregnancy which is dominated, however, by a crucial but terribly awkward question – who is the father? Mark Darcy: honourable, decent, notable human rights lawyer? Or Daniel Cleaver: charming, witty, notable fuckwit?
9.45 P.M. It’s like they’re two halves of the perfect man, who’ll spend the rest of their lives each wanting to outdo the other one. And now it’s all enacting itself in my stomach.
In this gloriously funny, touching story of baby-deadline panic, maternal bliss, and social, professional, technological, culinary and childbirth chaos, Bridget Jones – global phenomenon and the world’s favourite Singleton – is back with a bump
In 2000-and-something I bought a DVD player and the first DVD I borrowed (yes borrowed) from my local library was Bridget Jones’s Diary. I had never read the book but I decided that I wanted to watch the movie. This is quite unusual for me. I tend to make sure I read the book first and then watch the film. Not this time though.
I loved the movie. I think every single woman (as I was at the time) had a soft spot for Bridget. She was the embodiment of all our relationship/life fears. Needless to say, I grabbed the book as soon as I could and I was…disappointed. I can honestly say that, for me, this was a strange case of movie better than the book.
Not this time though folks. I have made sure that I read Bridget Jones’s Baby before the film and you know what? It is bloody fantastic.
These classic characters have come back to life and it is great to read more of the crazy adventures of Bridget pre-Mad About the Boy which I still refuse to accept as the truth (yes, listen up Helen Fielding).
I can honestly say that Bridget Jones’s Baby had me laughing out-loud much to the funny looks of those around me. Bridget retains her wonderful sense of hopeful hopelessness. It is wonderful and definitely worth the read. Make sure the next generations of “singletons” get your worn out copies.
Bridget Jones’s Baby by Helen Fielding is available now.
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