Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Please. Stop. Hitting. Me.

"Bruv: 1982 - 2000"

I assumed the tattoo occupying much of the heavy-set man's back was intended as a tribute to his late brother. An internal, more cynical voice wondered about the true motive of the design; perhaps not so much a tribute, but more a 'look at me - see, I loved my brother so much that I was prepared to scar myself in his honour. Aren't I great?'

Uh huh. Shame he didn't care enough to actually name the unfortunate chap.

The cost of the tattoo might have been better spent on a higher quality gold chain rather than the one that was currently leaving a green mark on his sun-burnt neck as he stood in front of First-Born and I in the queue for the water slide.

Why do I mention this? Because FB called out in her usual piercing way: "Why did he have that done? Doesn't he know how to spell 'Brother'?"

I swear she's started doing this on purpose.