I'm a normal human being. I don't have any desire to change my body as a result of having had two kids. That's a good thing, isn't it?

I wouldn't dream of working on something that didn't make my gut rumble and my heart want to explode.

I love the routine. I love getting up in the morning and getting breakfast and packing lunches and doing the school run. Those things are really important to me. Because I think that those small but key moments are crucial for a kid.

You know, I never felt like I was young at the time and obviosly having Mia was absolutely planned. It's only know when I meet people who are my age and single, [with] no kids, that I reflect and say, 'Bloody hell? I really have leaved at a fast pace.'

I believe it is important to go on insisting that normality is not what we are exposed to. Honestly, among my acquaintances there is no woman wearing XS. No, sorry, there is one: my daughter. The point is that Mia is 11 years old. It's true that you need much time to get rid of the fat girl you once were, but you know I am sincerely grateful for my buttocks.

Everyone can commit to 20 minutes, especially if there's a glass of Chardonnay afterwards.

I love to cook. I could never give that up.