Cold today,a frost n all that,Mind you forecast is ok so still on the scooter to work in the morning up to now,i could change my mind after looking out of the window in the morning!
We are having outside caterers in tonight so who knows what is on the menu,the world is your whelk when it’s takeaway night.
We were supposed to nip up to the tattooist today but Douggie could not make it,Mind you i still aint made my mind up on the last design for my backpiece,Tossing up between an axe on a grinding wheel and a hanging clown,Both tributes to someone special!
Anyroad time for a shave n all that so i’m off,Have a good one and wrap up warm eh?
Tags: Art, Back stabbers, Back Stabbing, Cold, Factory., Mates, Not quite what you wanted, Outside caterers, Scooter, Tattoo, Weather
December 1, 2009 at 7:15 pm |
I desperately want my one and only tat sorted – along with one on’t other arm for balance.
Caz reckons I’m nuts at nearly 52 but what the hell?
My old heart with my name and an ex’s name (now covered after Caz was called ‘Bev’ by someone on our honeymoon…oops) will become a flat red rose with Lancashire in scroll beneath it and on the opposite arm?….mmmm….uncertain. Oldham Athletic club crest is one favourite.
Quite like the thought os a cartoon bulldog and the union flag but Caz reckons I’d be mistaken for the BNP so perhaps not….
I dunno.
Any ideas / suggestions for me right shoulder area? Been considering the Anarchy symbol perhaps?
Decisions decisions…..
December 1, 2009 at 11:18 pm |
Carefull you don’t get bitten by the tat bug! I have the anarchy symbol on my upper left arm, good choice. I love um.
December 1, 2009 at 11:29 pm |
I’d vote the axe on a grinding wheel. Love the picture of it … all those sparks flying, and the promise of the sharpened axe.. tough.
December 3, 2009 at 4:37 am |
You guys still rock! I wish I could’ve seen you at the height of your anarchy… but would’ve probably gotten into lots of trouble with ya haha 🙂
December 6, 2009 at 2:37 pm |
I am still in a mixed mind on the next piece of my skin art but the grindstone is up there.
Anarchy and peace.