My 15 minutes?

So recently I was contacted by a magazine looking to do an article on expats in Sydney and they were/are interested in including me in their article.

Well, despite my being suspicious and distrustful at first (my usual response to anything......) I decided I would let myself be interviewed.

Problem is - along with the questions, they wanted a picture. Uggh. I found an old one that I didn't feel the need to tear up, but they're looking for Sydney shots, perhaps a beach in the background.

Yeah right...