DIARY: Sharon Maguire's life gets a Bridget Jones makeover treatment

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Oh God. Must stop pacing the room. Soon 500 of the Great and Good of our

esteemed industry will be at the Leicester Square Odeon to pick apart my

directing in the FourHundred Films screening of Bridget Jones's


Am petrified. Forget Geri Halliwell and Hugh Grant at the premiere, this

lot are far more intimidating. Have already spotted Peter Souter, Barry

Delaney and Julia Reed. Eek!


Am toe-curlingly embarrassed! Caspar Delaney has just made a speech and

now it's my turn to face the mob. This is without doubt the most

nerve-wracking experience of my career - the Hollywood glitterati at the

New York premiere had nothing on these critics. Repeat the phrase 'inner

poise', hold stomach in all the way and blather something like 'if you

like the film, it was entirely all my own work. But if you didn't, then

there was obviously interference from the powers that be.' And blimey -

people laugh!


Keep darting sneaky looks around the theatre to see if everyone is

interested. They look engrossed. Hurrah!


Can't stand it any more. Must sneak off to Soho House for a bit of Dutch

Courage. Will vigorously refute any charges of 'coward'.


Yessss! Yesssss! Just been joined by Casper, who has said people loved

it. Am marvellous. Am irresistible. Will have Jonathan Glazer pursuing

me in no time at all.

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