We suppose it was inevitable…
…that someone would bring up Bridget Jones (and Mr. Darcy) vis-a-vis Renée Zellweger’s recent surprise wedding to country singer Kenny Chesney.
If Bridget Jones had been obliged to summarise the day’s events in her diary, she would surely have written, “Bloody hell! Hurrah!”
In the real world, the marriage came as a surprise.
Zellweger, with her history of failed romances, had been waiting for some time for her own Mr Darcy to sweep her off her feet.
Chesney — wealthy, handsome and successful — may not rival Colin Firth in a pair of breeches (or reindeer jumper) but he certainly fits the bill.
However, we cannot imagine Mr. Darcy consenting to be married in bare feet. Best wishes to the happy couple.
Thanks to Alert AustenBlog Reader Lorraine for the link!












