I arrived back in Mumbai just after 5pm. The late afternoon light had created a soft haze across the city and the penetrating sound of car horns could be cle...

I could hear a voice coming through the carriage. Opening one eye I saw a young boy walking through the train with a metal container strapped to his back. It...

Two weeks after meeting, Charles and I were stood side by side at Gatwick airport ready to board our fight to India. It was December and I had just left my j...

Through a chance meeting, I had landed a job as an entertainment reporter. Janet Street Porter had been tasked with creating a new channel and I had made the...

Pol had met her now-husband on a website matching beautiful young things to older successful men. He had singled her out, bombarding her with flattering mess...

Sensing Pol’s aggravation, the staff finally turned their attention away from the case, much to my relief, and we were shown to our room. James hadn’t held b...

I first met Pol in London. We had been introduced by one of the directors of a model agency and connected immediately. She was an ex-model living in New York...

I chose the first caesarean section of the day, just before 7am. I knew that if I had had the entire day to consider the operation to bring my baby daughter ...

When the story of the night my baby died was published in Vogue, almost a year ago, I thought I would receive a few kind words from friends. I hadn’t anticip...

In January 2017, I found out that I was pregnant. My husband and I had spent almost three years trying to conceive naturally, eager to give our son, Astie, a...