Got ink?
Today I got myself a tattoo…it’s something I’ve considered a few times over the years. When a mate started talking about getting one and asking me if I’d ever get one my response was “I don’t think there’s anything I could see myself getting as my interests change too often”.
My only abiding passions are football and archery. He suggested something along those lines and pointed me at a photo of someone’s ankle with (what looks like) the easton archery archer logo. So out of boredom over a few evenings I looked into designs and came up with a few that I liked.
Then come the other two reasons for not getting one in the past. I have a low pain threshold – useful information if you ever need to torture me, and I also suffer from psoriasis and I wasn’t sure how it would affect things. A visit to a local Tattoo Palace gave me the opportunity to ask a few questions, get an idea of cost and generally get the feel of the place.
This morning I went back armed with a little of the money from my fleabay sales and purchased myself some pain.

Well, there it is, my tattoo, it measures approx 4″ square and is placed on my upper arm so that it doesn’t causes issues at work.
OK….I exect someone to tell me that the shooter has terrible form as it appears his head is tilted down towards his chest. He does however resemble me in that respect.
