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.