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MODERN & CONTEMPORARY FICTION (POST C 1945). This is the funniest book of the year. It is the new Bridget Jones novel. 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.
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Bridget Jones's baby, Helen Fielding
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- Année de publication
- 2017
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- Titre
- Bridget Jones's baby
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Helen Fielding
- Éditeur
- Vintage
- Publié
- 2017
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 240
- ISBN10
- 1784706175
- ISBN13
- 9781784706173
- Séries
- Bridget Jones
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Romans d'amour, Humour, Amour, Famille, Littérature contemporaine, Romance contemporaine, Angleterre, Vie, Grande-Bretagne, Comédies, Londres, Journaux, Comédies romantiques, Grossesse, Bébés, Avocats, Chaos
- Première publication
- 2016
- Titre original
- Bridget Jones's Baby
- Évaluation
- 3,55 sur 5
- Description
- MODERN & CONTEMPORARY FICTION (POST C 1945). This is the funniest book of the year. It is the new Bridget Jones novel. 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.