Bridget Jones – Mad About The Boy – Book Review

Ahh, ubiquitous Bridget Jones. Silly, hilarious, 35 51, two Darcy children and a London home together. Domestic bliss for the ultimate London singleton?
 

  Kindly provided by the boy I’m mad about…

 

Bridget has grown up somewhat between books, and her children are the centre of her world. For the most part she is still the same ditzy, funny, affable character, now just ’emotional eating’ bags of grated mozzarella, drinking copious amounts of red bull and has starting Twunking on Twitter. 


MAJOR SPOILER: Don’t read on if you haven’t heard….

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Perfect Mr Darcy has died, leaving Bridget financially set up, but having to cope on her own with her two kids, and four years on being convinced by her friends that she needs to move on, and try diving into the dating pool again. She meets a young man via Twitter who is gorgeous, funny, energetic in bed and has a food obsession to rival Pavarotti.

 

Helen Fielding has brought Bridget crash bang into the present day & has her internet dating, drunk Tweeting ‘Twunking’ and generally causing mayhem for herself, her kids and the people around her. I’m not going to spoil any of the rest of Mad about the Boy’s plot but it’s a perfect beach read.

 

 

I loved this. Many people have sworn never to read the book with the lack of perfect Mr Darcy spoiling Bridget’s Happily Ever After, but I love the tenacity with which Bridget overcomes her heartbreak (and generally approaches life) calorie counting all the while.

 

I needed this. On the day that this was released (I had it queued on Amazon so as to get it as soon as it was released) I happened to have had a horrendous day. Sick, tired, grumpy, stressed and crying in the work kitchen scaring all the work boys silly. Nothing really was wrong, just a combination of being really sick (it got to the point that I thought I might be the first plague victim in hundreds of years), being short staffed and stressed. I really shouldn’t have been at work, but hey ho we survived.

 

I went home, put the heating on, ordered a Curry and scooped the cat, a blanket and a large glass of wine up. This is a perfect stress relief read. I enjoyed it so much that I was laughing out loud on my own, much to the cat’s annoyance.

All the reviews I’ve read subsequently have slagged the author off, saying it’s dull, they cried and Bridget isn’t Bridget anymore. I was so enraptured, I read Mad about the Boy in a single sitting. I think they are just projecting their disappointment at not landing their Mr Darcy. He’s just too perfect people!

Have you read it? Will you read it?

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