Single in Sydney: If Sarah met Bridget Jones it would be a rom com made in movie heaven

BRIDGET JONES was in Sydney recently — well, you know — so, what more perfect coming together of mirrored single souls could there be than if the diarist met the columnist?

JOURNALIST Sarah Swain has been single (but dating) for longer than she cares to remember. That’s because it’s tough out there, as any single will tell you, so to bring hope to others across the city, she’s sharing her no-holds-barred adventures on the Sydney single scene every week.

Me and Bridget Jones

IT was a match made in rom-com heaven.

Even Richard Curtis couldn’t have written it better if he’d have had Hugh Grant, Julia Roberts and Emma Thompson together in a house in Notting Hill on a snowy London afternoon with Ronan Keating and Ed Sheeran dueting in the corner.

Patrick Dempsey, Renée Zellweger and Colin Firth at the World premiere of 'Bridget Jones's Baby' in London. Photo by Joel Ryan/Invision/AP.

Bridget Jones, the blonde British eternal singleton who details her relationship woes in her diary was coming to Sydney, home of Sarah Swain, the blonde British eternal singleton who details her relationship woes in her weekly column.

When I say Bridget, of course, I mean Renée Zellweger, the actress who might not look much like Bridget these days, but has put her Spanx back on for her new movie, Bridget Jones’ Baby.

Emma Thompson is LOL perfect in the movie.

Along with super hunk, Mr McDreamy from Grey’s Anatomy, Patrick Dempsey, Renée would be coming Down Under I discovered, to promote the movie.

Stuff Carrie Bradshaw, I know there’s nobody more like Bridget than me.

I mean, I’m equally as hapless (lock yourself out of your own bedroom because the handle fell off anybody?), un-domestically-gifted (I’ve never made blue string soup but I do have trouble melting chocolate), hideous skier (instructor abandoned me after five minutes on the nursery slope) and oh, yes, hopeless in love (can’t say I’ve ever had men throw punches over me but there’s still time).

Me or Bridget. I can’t tell...

So, I knew that me meeting her in Sydney was a match more perfect than Bridget and Mr Darcy.

And from seeing her arrive in her trackie dacks at Sydney Airport, to watching her posing in a designer frock with dreamy Dempsey at the Park Hyatt on Sydney Harbour, strolling along the Bondi to Bronte walk on a day off, it really was everything I imagined.

Especially as I HAD TO IMAGINE IT.

You see, it had started so well.

Patrick Dempsey. Yes please. Picture: Getty

Renée Zellweger has swapped a diary for an iPad.

The movie bosses agreed it was a perfect pairing, me and Bridget, when I got in touch.

They actually said it looked like there was “good synergy” between my column and the film.

And they said they’d be in touch about the “talent”- meaning Renée and McDreamy.

I was so excited.

What would I wear?

What would Bridget be like?

Renée Zellweger — my new bestie. Or not. Picture: Universal Pictures

Could I fit both Renée AND McDreamy in a selfie?

It was all very exciting.

That was, until I got an email from another PR girl.

What was this?

As I skimmed it, I felt more gutted than Bridget when Mark Darcy announced he was moving to New York with another woman.

Renée Zellweger and Patrick Dempsey at the Park Hyatt Sydney, minus yours truly. Picture: Cole Bennetts/Getty Images,

It was a blur of words.

I caught “time with talent is extremely limited” , “existing commitments’ and “cannot fit this in.”

I mean, it wasn’t quite sitting at home drinking Chardonnay from the bottle singing All By Myself, but I felt pretty sad.

Movie over, Renée, there’s room for me in there! Picture: AP Photo/Francois Mori

Especially when I turned on the radio that weekend and heard Bridget talking to some reporters at a ‘Q & A’, that I wasn’t invited to.

My misery was compounded further when I saw on Facebook that they’d flown the comedian who does the Bachelor recaps, Rosie Waterland, to the premiere in London — business class.

I mean, she’s hilarious, but she’s not a dating columnist. And doesn’t she have a boyfriend?

But I did drag myself off the sofa to see the film this week, at a promotional event at Universal Pictures’ private cinema in Sydney.

And it’s brilliant.

And I got to pose in front the Bridget Jones vanity board and everything.

However. Instead of a selfie with Renée, I got one with ... a Bugaboo, the pram firm which sponsored the event.

And nothing could be more Bridget than that.

Bridget Jones’ Baby is out now.

Me, and Patrick Dempsey, sorry, a bugaboo at the Bridget Jones’ Baby screening.