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Me and Bridget Jones - Sarah Nicholson

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As the new Bridget Jones film is currently showing in cinemas I thought I'd share an old blog post I wrote when the book first came out. Amazingly it has taken 11 years for this book to make it to the screen, but this is a much more grown up Bridget dealing with something a young woman shouldn't have to deal with - the death of a spouse when you have young children to raise. This is something I know much about and to my mind both the book and film are very good and have a lot to say about relationships and grieving. Diary15th January 2014 v. late night finishing off Bridget Jones’ latest diary. I laughed loud and cried buckets, even had to put on reading glasses for last few pages to make blurry words big and bold enough to read properly - v.g. book! I remember reading the first two books and watching the films but I’ve always had mixed views about Miss Jones. I’m not sure if we’d ever have been friends back then although I love her easy to read chatty style her shenanigans oft...

A Summer of Very Little Growth

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The photo shows me with our this year's beetroot harvest - the whole of it! The carrots did slightly better, I'm pleased to say. We have some green beans. The onion harvest wasn't bad at all. The potatoes were pretty much a disaster... This is no reflection on my partner, Paul, who did most of the work and is an experienced gardener of many years' standing (and kneeling). The fault lay with the weather, and I know that many vegetable gardeners all over the UK this year (and possibly beyond) have had similar crop failures. Thank God that we can afford to buy instead from greengrocers, markets and so on. Although the quality may well be inferior and we'll have to spend more, we won't exactly starve. It's much harder for the farmers and others who grow food for a living... and of course the problems in some places overseas put our disappointments firmly in their place. It's been that sort of summer all round for me. I started full of optimism, wor...