Page 287 - Bridget Jones's Diary - by Helen FIELDING
P. 287
Monday 4 December
9st 2 (hmm, must get weight off before Christmas gorging), alcohol units a
modest 3, cigarettes a saintly 7, calories 3876 (oh dear), 1471 calls to see if
Mark Darcy has called 6 (g.). Just went to supermarket and found self
unaccountably thinking of Christmas trees, firesides, carols, mince pies, etc.
Then I realized why. The air vents by the entrance which usually pump out
baking bread smells were pumping out baking mince pies smells instead. Cannot
believe cynicism of such behavior. Reminded of favorite poem by Wendy Cope
which goes: At Christmas little children sing and merry bells jingle.
The cold winter air makes our hands and faces tingle.
And happy families go to church and cheerily they mingle, And the whole
business is unbelievably dreadful if you're single.
Still no word from Mark Darcy.
Tuesday 5 December
9st 2 (right, am really going to start dieting today), alcohol units 4 (start of
festive season), cigarettes 10, calories 3245 (better), 1471 calls 6 (steady
