I like to think that I'm not vain,
but even I had to accept that it was beginning to look that way.
Four attempts at a half-way decent passport photo
is, let's be honest here, three attempts too many.
"Just pick one and be done, " I said to myself.
"It's not as if anyone will be looking at it..."
And therein lies the rub.
People will be looking at it, obvs, then at me and back at it again.
For the next 10 years.
Still, I can console myself with the knowledge that none
of the four attempts are anywhere near as bad
as the black and white photo in my first ever 10-year passport.
Dad remarked that I looked like Myra Hindley with dark hair.
That's how bad it was.