My Frenchie Diary. Short Stories about flirting in France!¿¿¿¿¿¿¿We know when a guy is trying to impress us. We feel it.And, if we're in a different country?Same. Body language is body language, right? But, what about the flirting. Is it any different?Yes. Sort of. Perhaps.Australian author Paris Connolly has been living in France for over 7 years. In her experience, men take a lot more chances on the street in France. And, they are comfortable using flowery language. Just the other day, as she was strolling along the esplanade, a guy in his thirties cycled by and slowed down. She thought he was going to ask for directions, but he said with a smile, 'Excuse me, I'm looking for a beautiful woman wearing a white top. Would you happen to have seen her?' This wasn't some loser or creep. This was a normal, nice-looking, sporty, happy, kept-his-distance guy. Using this sweetie-cutie language!Here we have 40 short stories of one woman's daily French life involving different flirty approaches. Funny Frenchie diary entries, if you will. Told from 40-year-old (ish) eyes. It's Travel Memoir meets Comedy, meets Clean Romance.Note: No kissing, no sex. Just lots of flirty, feelgood moments with guys of all ages, single and married (c'est la vie!), in different cities, and during the author's different jobs, like ski school receptionist, language teacher, and comedian.Note 2: This book uses British spelling.Note 3: No married men were harmed in the writing of this memoir..For lovers of Romance, French daily life, and French men!Question for the author:Which is my favourite Frenchie flirt? Very hard to choose. I shall say, The Overachiever. I reserve the right to change my mind at any time, of course, but just thinking about that man makes me smile. And you? A favourite?