I have an almost irrational hatred of Bridget bloody Jones. I didn't even know who "she" was until my friend Ben mentioned her once during a play rehearsal. I don't read the Indie except on weekends anyway, so I didn't really catch up until it had been published as a book, "Bridget Jones' Diary". Intrigued, I bought a copy. Managed to read about 35 pages (pretty good going, I think you'll agree) before I actually gave it away, I so didn't want to read it.
For a slightly more, uh, vitriolic assessment of Ms Jones, go here
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