What a difference ten years makes.

My driving licence expired and I have to send off a new photograph. I will miss 17-year-old me smirking at me every time I open my wallet. Check out the cheesy grin... you can't grin in licence photos any longer. Spoil sports. Also, how much eyeliner did I used to wear! And my poor eyebrows were very short. Ah, somewhere in a parallel universe, another me has to suffer the end of their teens again. Ha ha, I don't.