Mirror Image It's clear to me now that I am a mirror image of my father. Not by looks you understand, my father isn't ugly, well he was handsome in his younger years( according to my mum) I mean I'm picking up his personality. Perhaps it's a sign of getting older but complaining at most things, finding that almost everything annoys me in some form, from music to prices. But you know what? I don't actually mind it, it's actually quite fun.