To set the scene: I am visiting the parents, relaxing in a sunny spot in their garden.
"Oh no, dad please don't take my picture."
"Now just sit up a bit straighter."
"Dad I'm relaxing."
"Ok so just relax."
"I was relaxed."
"Dad stop squatting. Do you know how many chins you give me when you take pictures from underneath?"
"I know you're protective of your image."
"I am not protective of my image. STAND UP. You're giving me chins."
"Cover them with your wine glass."
"You're meant to say I don't have a chin."
"Are we finished?"
"I was enjoying myself."
He pauses and looks through pictures.
"Sit up straighter.That's it. Now look straight ahead."
"I think I'm better from the side."
"You can delete any you don't like."
"I'd really rather not look at them, thanks."
"I know how it feels to be unphotogenic."
And with that I stand, leave my sunny spot, and go inside. I need to make a run for it before he suggests that on my next visit home I wear block colours.
They're more flattering you see.