Face it...

My favourite girl came to visit this afternoon. After doing a few back flips round the room, she eventually settled beside me on the sofa and insisted on taking 'selfies' of the pair of us together.

Can there be anything more damaging to one's ego, than seeing a close-up of your own raddled, ravaged, wrinkly phisog, right beside the flawlessly perfect, rose petal skin of an 11yr old?

I think not....