Before twitter there were fan letters: Dear Mr. Redford

November 12, 1973 Dear Bob  Mr. Redford,I just had to write to tell you how hot and sexy talented, I think you are.  Laura and I bickered over who was more desirable — Robert Redford or Clint Eastwood — with as much fervor as we girls once debated who our favorite Beatle was, Paul or John, George or Ringo. Laura's mother, tiny Corky, curled up in her easy chair with a ciggie and a cup of tea, pronounced both actors 'tall drinks of water'. This was so long before  water became such a desirable commodity that we actually had to buy it by the bottle, back in the seventies when water was still free even in the once desert lands of Los Angeles, that I never quite understood the praise. But yes, Redford could put his shoes under my bed any time, as our mothers might have said, mostly about men whose paths they would likely never cross. I had it so bad for Robert Redford after seeing The Way We Were ; wishing I were Barbara Streisand with her impossibly long eleg

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Bridget Jones Diary. On location in London. #BriFri


I just found British Isles Friday post which I shared over on Chapter1-Take1.com directly from London when my hubby and I visited in May. I'm not sure what happened, whether I lost my connection or just forgot to share it with my fellow Anglophiles following Joy Weese Moll's British Isles Friday meme. I'm making up for that now, adding some additional photos from Borough Market where Bridget Jones flat was actually above the Globe Tavern.



No matter how we felt about the sequels, we all fell in love with Bridget in Helen Fielding’s Bridget Jones Diary. Most of us saw a bit of ourselves in her, whether it was the overeating, over-imbibing misfit or the plucky lost girl who refused to give up, her honesty about her own flaws and foibles helped us laugh at ourselves. Rene Zellweger with her brave British accent channeled Bridget’s flirty spirit.


Hidden under the arches of London Bridge at the Globe Tavern in Borough Market is the flat where Bridget lived. I'm not sure if this young woman was waiting for Colin Firth or Hugh Grant to show up. She may be waiting still!


The market closes its doors at night, the stalls all shuttered up tight. 
But not to worry, there are so many restaurants surrounding the market area, the joint really is jumping.


Just down the street is #5 Bedale Street, the spot where Colin Firth and Hugh Grant brawled ineffectually in the street like a couple of old women in a catfight.


Shame on me, I left my notes back at our hotel so we didn't find the location for the fight scene. I think it's just through this tunnel. Hmmm. I wonder if that's a legitimate excuse to go back to London next year?


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  1. So much fun to see movie locations in real life.

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  2. Oh what a fun post! I can't wait to see those places in person. I loved Nottinghill and Bridget Jones' Diary. Didn't see the second Bridget movie though.

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