I guess it comes with being famous, but it’s still strange knowing that wherever I go there is probably going to be people taking photos of me. Trying to get that snap that they can sell to Womens Idea or New Day or something.
The thing that makes it freaky is when you get sent a photo of yourself and friends having fun, but you get sent it from someone in a different city.
crazy stalkers. At least I looke like an easy going firendly celebrity.
Umm how did somebody find that?
davids cousin reads my blog or something and recognised me so took a photo and emailed it to david in melbourne, david then sent it to another colleague who emailed me with it.
wow thats kinda crazy