You are a pest, by the very nature of that camera in your hand.
I know my own heart to be entirely English.
When I appear in public, people expect me to neigh, grind my teeth, paw the ground and swish my tail - none of which is easy.
You have to decide at the end of the day if you can live with yourself.
Golf seems to me an arduous way to go for a walk. I prefer to take the dogs out.
[To a photographer who said, 'Look this way, love':] I am not your 'love.' I am Your Royal Highness!