Length: 4 hours 5 minutes
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What they say: 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.
The Review: When I said there were books I wanted to get to for ChickLitMay, this was top of the pile. I’m pretty sure everyone has heard of Bridget Jones, but if not, you’re in for a treat-Bridget Jones’ Diary (book 1!) is a fantastic read!
Anyhooo back to this, my first audiobook ever! I will admit that at the start I was a bit gutted that it wasn’t Renee Zellwegger doing the narration. I think because I always think back to the movies (haven’t seen this particular one yet), I was assuming that she’d feature here. Saying that I settled in fairly quickly to the suitably british female upper class accent, and was impressed that I could distinguish most of the characters from her reading, although there was one or two that didn’t totally hit the mark for me and her noises (the arrgh!’s and the like) we’re always the best.
This book went through Bridget being pregnant but she doesn’t know who’s the dad! I jumped from deciding it was one, and wanting it to be that one, to the other. I was gobsmacked at Daniel Cleaver and Mark Darcy BOTH having little meltdowns and trying to find themselves through hobbies and Bridget being the gem who had to hold it together. I, as always hearted her dad (so much, and it made me think back to the lovely Jim Broadbent), smiled at her mum and indeed all of her friends who tried to help as Bridget tottered along just trying the best mum she could be to her baby.
Gorgeous romance, a number of ‘NOOOO!!’ moments and many laugh out loud moments made this a joy to get into the car to and I really didn’t want it to end. A caveat is that it can’t be listened to with little ears about, my five year old was shocked when I turned the key in the ignition and he heard the word ‘fuckwit’ continuously (took me a second to switch it off!) and there’s a lot more choice words than that!
In summation I adored this, and am thrilled to have finally got to it, but then, there will always be a special place in my heart for Bridget, she’s the most perfect character out there.