Photo Opportunity

Contracts have been signed, now we get down to the knotty business of profile building. First, though, the lovely people at Accent Press asked for a recent photograph. Oh God. The last time I willingly posed for a photograph was back in 1989, for my security pass at Sky News. So last century.
I hate having my photograph taken so much that I seriously considered sending a picture of someone else: one of my younger sisters; a total stranger; a long-dead film star posing dramatically in black and white. But I had to face my demons and bite the bullet. The ever-suffering Nick was prevailed upon to take a few informal snaps, but they were never going to cut the professional mustard, so I asked a photographer friend if she would mind doing the honours. Continue reading