I tend to wind up behind the camera more than in front of it, but while shooting a wedding with Mark Pawlyszyn (whom I have described at various turns as a mad genius, shorter than he looks and incomprehensible, mate (bloody Australian accents; so hard to understand in noisy rooms).
Anyway. He wanted to check his lighting, and I just happened to be standing there, wearing a reflector on my head.
Thanks Mark. I shall treasure it always.