Friday 17th December

Weight 133lbs.(must slim down before xmas), alcohol units 7(but only in the spirit of Christmas – also, was forced to by Tom and Shazzer) calories1654(good – considering amount of calorific xmas type foods are out) Christmas cards wrote 20 (vg) Christmas cards sent 2 (bad) gifts bought 5 (excellent) days till xmas 8

12 midday

Must really stop staring out of window and go back to work. Yes I will do that as soon as have gone to get lunch and get some money out of minibank for drinks at 192 with Shazzer and Jude later.

1.12 pm

Am back and have got £100 out. Statement said only have £300 left to last till Xmas, and still have to buy Xmas gifts….hope will be enough to – GAAAH!

1.48 pm

Was Richard Finch yelling 'Bridget will you stop writing in that bloody diary and do some fucking work!?' honestly, sometimes think boss still thinks of me as stupid amateur journalist….instead of top super doper writer that I am. Also think Richard Finch would like to bump into me underneath the mistletoe…..terrifying thought... Ooooh Phone.

2pm

Was Mark, 'Bridget do drag yourself away from your terribly important work place early, and meet me at Earl's for some afternoon tea at 3.' What can I say? When you boyfriend calls, your boyfriend calls, so lying through the teeth (no pun intended) to Richard that I had a dental appointment I am going to leave and go shopping before we have to meet up.

3pm

Mark is late! Why? Why!? Mark is never late! He better have some fabulous excuse… anyway, went shopping in High Street on way down to Earl's and got self lovely outfit for Christmas day – and another for the Turkey Curry Buffet, that – unless by some marvellous act of fate it is cancelled – Mark and I will be attending….oh joy(!)

Why is everywhere so damn cheery at Christmas? Last year, when I was a singleton it just seemed that everywhere was in your face and happy and you just feel lonely and sad. But now have got myself fabulous boyfriend in manner of James Bond – although he was a spy, and NOT a lawyer, anyway, I feel sorry for Shazzer though.

3.04pm

Ooooh mark Darcy just walked in… my goodness he's lovely isn't he? He looked all sexy walking into Earl's with Jacket over is shoulder ad tie loosened off a bit with his top button unfastened... wish we were at home so we could shag senseless…

4.10pm

Mmmmmm Had fabulous dinner with Mark, didn't go back into office – Richard will just have to deal with it – but instead went home and watched Pride and Prejudice whilst thinking about what to cook for dinner, or whether should just get take-out for Mark and I. Was just about to go look at menus on fridge when phone rang.

"Bridget? Mark. Meet me at the cinema at 7.30 please"

"Why?"

"Just please – a treat for you"

"What for?"

"Just being you"

"Oh. Ok." Fwaaaaw!

"Love you darling, bye"

"Love you too, bye"

Yay! Have lovely man who cares for me just as I am! Ooooh have 3 hours to get ready – will start now.

7pm

In cab on the way to cinema…I chose to wear my jeans and a black tee shirt mark bought me from his last trip to America, I do love the shirt, but I love Mark more!

Wonder what we will be doing tonight? I mean will obviously be watching a film, but what? And what will we do afterwards? Mark and I rarely have gone to the cinema before so this is very strange.

9.40pm

Oh my God!

Got to cinema and Mark had hired out entire screen for him and me to watch The Phantom of the Opera. It was so romantic, felt like teenagers on date in cinema… with snogging and alike….and we were all alone, so we could do exactly what we liked. Let me tell you it was so romantic! Mark has me now in car with him, is taking me to le Jardin for Dinner. Le Jardin is v posh and I have never been before but Mark knows one of the waiters there, so got us a good table.

This has been a simply marvellous evening, and hope for it to be an even better night!

Please R & R, shall I continue?