BritChick Paris

Some of you may have read my blog about having a miscarriage and then being too scared to try again.

I'm finally fully embracing the idea but very soon I turn 39. All through my thirties I thought I was bobbing along fancy-free and young at heart. Now the...

This year is a very political year for many countries. France has just voted in their new leader, Greece will do shortly and the USA elections beckon.

Hundreds and maybe thousands are spent on elections. We just heard how George Clooney held a party and raised millions - 15 to...

I loved stories when I was a kid. More than toys and telly. My favourite moment was when Daddy would come in at bedtime, switch on my flower fairy nightlight and read to me.

I had a very rich imaginary life as a child and disappeared to many different magical...

I switched countries in my early childhood. Athenian olive groves for rainy London suburbia. At the age of five I had to say goodbye to people I cared about and start afresh with a whole new bunch of friends. I got on with it but it left a residual feeling...

I used to eat breathe sleep work.

My job was everything. It defined me. I had big fat job title. I was the youngest-ever marketing director. I would puff up with pride when I talked about it at dinner parties. My BlackBerry would flash red during the starter and I'd...

I just spent Easter with my Greek family in Piraeus.

After all the doom and gloom in the media I expected the worst - derelict shops, depressed faces and general chaos.

I couldn't have been further from the truth.

When I looked upon the bluest waters of the port of...

I have always been intrigued by the world of burlesque. The nocturnal displays of flesh and feathers to tantalise men (and women).

Of course there is the seedy side - private dances becoming a euphemism for tricks and perks.

But there is now a very sensual, liberating side -...

100 years ago one of the biggest calamities of our century happened.

A disaster of Titan proportions.

After hitting an iceberg the unsinkable ship sank and hundreds of people perished.

Until now the focus has been on the drama of this epic disaster.

James Cameron did it - and very...

I'm not a mum (yet) but I have many kids in my life - nephews, step kids and many god-children.

I am gobsmacked at how hard it is to do the right thing for children these days. That is if there is a right thing at all.

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I am English and I now live in France. I was born in Greece but I was mainly raised in the UK so most of my cultural reference points are Brit ones.

My wandering minstrel life so far has not surprisingly landed me up in Paris with a French...

I am half Greek and so come from a very fiery lineage. My dad had a lot of passion in him - it was mostly positive, he would laugh his head off with friends, influence clients and surround us with oodles of love. But on occasion it came out as...

I was a dumpy, spotty teen and plagued by teasing at school. I had zero confidence and so a few years later at university I became anorexic.

I can't quite remember when it all began. I think when boys started to factor into the equation. I also was in a...

Since a child I was know as the butterfly. Or by my father as a fee spirit. Flitting round, full of life and enthusiasm for all things different.

I loved going on trips, detested going back to school and loathed routine. I adored any form of change. Dramatic ones especially....

One of the biggest compliments you can pay me is that I look 35 instead of 38. If it's 30 I'm top of the world - and it's probably in a club and they are half drunk.

So I'm turning 40 fairly soon and the big old question - about...

It's that rosy time of the year again.

Shops are flooded with cutesie cards and fluffy bears.

Teens are hysterically plotting who will get a card from whom (or not from whom in my case).

Us adults let out a groan - either we feel obliged to do the...

I'm 38 and have lived the other side of the world, worked for News Corp, trekked round South America, yet the idea of an empty house at night makes me feel like a five-year-old who is afraid of the dark.

Since I was a kid sleep eluded me. As...

My childhood was perfect. I grew up in Athens and had five glorious years playing in the balmy sunshine before moving to London to taste another more sedate side of life. Wherever we were I always had magical Christmases - the feel of a stocking laden at the end of...

If you believe the Mayans, 2012 heralds the end of the world. So we might as well enjoy every bit of it.

Magazines at the moment are full of celeb predictions; will Pippa Middleton and Harry get it on, fat busting programmes; bingo-wing classes are all the rage in...

At this time everyone starts to think about New Year's resolutions - out with the old, in with the new.

I can hear you all groan.

Most people, if pushed, claim to hate new year.

If they have had a bad one, seeing in 1 January is just...

When I was a kid Christmas magic came from the simplest things.

Turkey roasting in the oven, bread sauce bubbling on the stove, clementines in your stocking, crooners on the record player and the presents nestling in the tree from the tree fairies (my mum's invention) that promised so much....