I'm an EXTREMELY boring old fart, I'll have you know.
And, Madjock, if you've never seen a photo of me, it's about time you bought a Beau Peep book. (Anyone who posts here must own at least four books). However, when you head up to Aviemore next time, cast your eyes West as you pass Dalwhinnie. On the side of Ben Alder, grateful locals have carved a 200 sq. ft. image of my face into the rock---several of them being badly injured in falls as they tried to get my eyebrows right, using only primitive tools. It's a bit like Mount Rushmore, but classy.