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What is going on? A few new readers have subscribed to this blog, and they don’t understand what it is all about. They started complaining (of course they did). What am I talking about? Well, here are some of the best comments I received over the last two weeks:

“As you are French, I thought that you were writing about food. I am very surprised that you don’t.” (That’s actually a summary, the actual message would have taken a whole post)

“I read your blog but as you don’t talk about sex I still can’t make out the real cause. After all, you are French! I’m sorry if this hurts!”

“You look like an angel.”

“You are a very sexy lady.”

“Would you please send me dirty messages?” (No I won’t)

“Could you post a recipe of the Kouign-amann?” (Sacrilege! I am not from Brittany!)


In short, you should get the gist of it by now. As a French woman, and just because you happen to be French, you have to be:

  1. A sex Goddess
  2. A foodie


I feel like I need to come clean here. Let’s tackle the sex goddess claim first: I have been living with the same man for more than 20 years now. I am as boring as it can get. Don’t get me wrong, boring is good. I like boring. But, how can I say this? I am a plain vanilla sort of woman. No kinky stuff on this blog. And just to clarify, I am not a prude, and I like the occasional joke, but that’s as far as it goes. Sorry (but not really sorry). Glad we got this out of the way.

Right. Let’s move on. As for being a foodie, well, I am not sure. I love good food, and I like baking. But I don’t consider myself a foodie. Although it is true that we French may be more inclined to share good meals and, you know, enjoy our food, I am no expert, and I don’t pretend to be. End of.

Then, I was asked, why do you call yourself ‘French Yummy Mummy’?

It’s called sarcasm, Darling. Even we French indulge in it (from time to time). It may come as a surprise to you, but yes, we do have a sense of humour. Oh, and I sometimes get invited to photoshoots thanks to this blog. I am not going to lie: I am flattered when I get such invites. But I see it as a bit of fun, that’s all. That’s also why I call myself ‘Yummy’. And yes, it is just shameless self-promotion. At my ripe age, I don’t want to waste any time.

So what is this blog about? Well, it’s about being a French woman in London, but without any filter, and without all the comforting cliches the Brits have been brought up with. Because I am real, if you must know. And I am also brutally honest. That’s just me. If you can’t take it, why don’t you watch Amelie and enjoy a glass of wine?

NB: and don’t forget to sponsor me or send me some words of encouragement for my next challenge…