|  | A friend of mine, who we all call Blach
      (Blah). Of the 9 photos I've got of him, 7 have him doing this sort of
        thing. | 
    
      |  | Me at Stradbroke Island on a very windy
      day. I was going to stand at the top of a cliff, but it was abnormally
            windy and even I'm not that stupid. | 
    
      |  | Graeme hanging off the railing of a
      staircase. | 
    
      |  | Gavin (left) and Sian (right) sitting in a
      tree. (I don't mean that the way it sounds) | 
    
      |  | My family's pet dog, Polly. The name was my
      idea (we got a bird later and called it Spot). Yes, she is blue, but not
      that blue (I dropped my camera in a creek and all the photos went blue).
      She was born without a tail (not docked, it's a breed of dog). | 
    
      |  | Me, taking a photo of myself. It's not
      upside-down (look in the background). | 
    
      |  | Me, taking a photo in mid-air. Gavin is the
      blurry face, and I'm the reflection in the window. | 
    
      |  | One of my favourite things to do is hang
      off something a take a photo. This is leaning out from the fifteenth floor
      of the hotel I stayed in while in Singapore. Someone accidently threw a
      mango off soon after. | 
    
      |  | Another one leaning out, this time from the
      second floor of a building at school, with three people holding my legs so
      I didn't fall. Sian and Camellia are on the concrete below. | 
    
      |  | Yet another, leaning over the side of the
      ferry on the way to Stradbroke Island. | 
    
      |  | I wasn't sure if this counted, but it's me
      jumping over a gap in some rocks. Doesn't look like much but it's actually
      a 1.5 metre drop onto sharp rocks. My sister, Ruby,  is sitting below
      and Polly is swimming in front. | 
    
      |  | And another hanging one. This is part of
      the same creek shown above. There is a drop of about five metres 
      into a waterfall here and I was lying on a thirty degree downwards slope.
            I was sliding slowly forward while I took this, though nothing
            really shows. | 
    
      |  | There should be a photo here of me sitting on a two foot wide ledge,
        twenty-three stories up. There's a good story behind it. It may surprise
        you that I'm not scared of heights. |