I Will Not Drink More Than Fourteen

Can Officially Confirm That The Way To A Man's Heart These Days Is Not Through Beauty, Food, Sex, Or Alluringness Of Character, But Merely The Ability To Seem Not Very Interested In Him.

I Think The Pressure To Be Perfect Generally In Life Has Amped Up Massively In The Last Twenty Years: Especially For Young People With The Advent Of Social Media.

One Minute You're Closer To Someone Than Anyone In The Whole World, Next Minute They Need Only To Say The Words 'time Apart', 'serious Talk' Or 'maybe You...' And You're Never Going To See Them Again And Will Have To Spend The Next Six Months Having Imaginary Conversations In Which They Beg To Come Back, And Bursting Into Tears At The Sight Of Their Toothbrush.

As Bridget Writes To Her Son, In Bridget Jones' Baby - "if You Just Keep Calm And Keep Your Spirits Up, Things Have A Habit Of Turning Out All Right, Just As They Did For Me."

Comedy Tends To Come Out Of Things Which Are Quite Painful And Serious.