Australian wind-up - again

I'm off to Australia in a month for one of my regular little speaking trips.

My partner there, Malcolm always takes perverse delight in winding me up. No opportunity is lost to point up the glory of Australia's sporting achievements (the rugby made a pleasant change again) but he always seems to go into overdrive just before I go over there.

So this morning he sent me the above picture as an example of REAL buffoonery. I don't understand how he got it.

My partner took it in our flat, so she is clearly the culprit. Heads will roll!

What the hell is that on my face? Wrinkle remover? It didn't work.