New Photos

I know I am hardly Robinson Crusoe here, but I hate having my photo taken. I hate it to the point where there are virtually no existing photographs of me between the ages of about sixteen to thirty. Perhaps this is why I have been using the same publicity photo for the last ten years. However, following a recent incident when some librarians almost didn't let me inside for a book talk because I looked nothing like the photo they had pinned up on display, I recognised that it was time for an update.

 

In younger, more glamorous days!

There have been some shockers taken over the last few years:

There's an Evie's-eye-view of Cross Mum with multiple chins...

... or bleary and cross-eyed in pyjamas...

... or reading and red-nosed on the couch.

 When this is what I normally look like, can you blame me for engaging the services of a professional? Vicki Bell is our neighbour, an award-winning photographer, and the mum of Evie's friend from school. How lucky are we???

So this is the new official face of me:

There, that's better, isn't it! I look almost human!

Or maybe this one?

 What do you think?