Loves

I love Bridget Jones's Diary. Especially the end. I don't know if it's the snow or the pretty red leather bound diary, or the thought that in England you can jot off to Paris for the weekend, or the snow, or Colin Firth (probably Colin Firth), or the snow, or kissing Colin Firth in the snow, or "an occasion for genuinely tiny knickers"... I would say it's quite probably the snow combined with a love story. Anyway I watched it tonight and it was such an uplifting waste of my time, I can't stop smiling. Is there anything more romantic than love in the snow?