Grey anchor design with the script words 'My family is my anchor' set over it, shown as a lettering design with no body placement.

Anchor with 'My family is my anchor' script

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

The image shows a grey anchor drawn in a bold silhouette, with the anchor shaft running vertically behind the text. The words 'MY family IS MY anchor' are set across the centre in mixed serif capitals and flowing script, in black. The design uses flat grey and black tones on a plain white background with no shading or colour.

Lettering Anchor Script Family Quote

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The Ellis boy came up the quay steps at six with a tin of paraffin and a face like wet slate, and Maud knew before he spoke that the Grace had gone onto the Haddock Bank in the blow. Nobody said it. They stood about the net loft with their hands in their pockets while the tide turned under the boards, and Maud went to the back shelf where her father kept the spare shackles, because her hands needed something to do that was not shaking.

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The anchor was there, wrapped in oilcloth. It was the old one from the Grace's first season, the one he had painted grey himself the winter before he died, the shank still bearing the small chalk mark where he had measured her length for the mooring. Maud had always thought it ugly. Too big for the shelf, too heavy for any sensible boat. She had asked him once why he kept it when the new one was lighter, and he had said that a family was not a thing you carried for weight.

She carried it down to the slip herself. Nobody tried to stop her. The men fell in behind, Ellis and his brother and old Tom with his bad knee, and they walked the length of the harbour wall in the grey light, the anchor resting on her shoulder like a yoke. At the end of the wall she set it down, wiped her palms on her trousers and looked out past the breakwater to where the Grace sat low and tilted on the bank, her mast still standing.

"Right," Maud said. "Who's got a line?"

They had a line. They always had a line.