Bridget Jones’s Baby, Helen Fielding, Penguin Random House, ISBN: 978 1 911 21456 4
8.45pm: Realise there have been so many times in my life when I have fantasised about going to a scan with Mark or Daniel: just not both at the same time.
Before motherhood, before marriage, Bridget, with a biological clock ticking very, very loudly finds herself unexpectedly pregnant at the eleventh hour.
A joyful pregnancy which is dominated, however, by a crucial question – who is the father? Mark Darcy: honourable, decent, notable human rights lawyer or Daniel Cleaver: charming, witty and a notable person.
9.45pm: It’s like they’re two halves of the perfect man, who’ll spend the rest of their lives each wanting to undo the other one. And now its 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.
