Traditional style colour tattoo of a pale blue diamond with orange banners reading SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND, on the upper arm.

Diamond with Shine On You Crazy Diamond banners

Traditional · Upper arm · Colour · Photo

A pale blue faceted diamond sits at the centre of the design, with dark outlines and white highlights on its facets. Teal burst shapes radiate behind it, and orange ribbon banners curl across the top and bottom carrying the words SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND in black capitals. The image is a close crop of skin with bold, even linework and flat colour fills.

Traditional Lettering Upper arm Diamond Banner Ribbon Lettering Text

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Right, gather in close, the lot of you, because the wind off the moor has teeth tonight and this tale wants warm bodies. I'm telling you about the year the fair came to Hollin Green and the cutter's lad lost his glass. You know the sort of lad. Thin as a tent peg, pockets full of string. He and his uncle ran the glass stall by the gaslamps, selling those paper-thin stars that spin when you blow on them.

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One night the big carousel wouldn't turn. The gears had seized, and everyone was swearing at the grease. Old Mrs Ashby, who kept the lemonade tent, came out with a lantern and said the mechanism only wanted one thing, a stone to take the light. She pointed at the boy's pendant, a cut piece of faceted glass his mother gave him before the cholera took her. He wouldn't hand it over. He said it was all he had left that threw a rainbow on a wet morning.

So what did she do? She climbed up onto the platform, held the glass up to the lamp, and the light broke into a hundred blue blades that ran across the painted horses. The gears clicked. The whole thing groaned round, and the orange banners on the canopy caught the glow, creased and shouting the words the uncle had painted on them years back. Shine on, you crazy diamond, the boy read aloud, and he laughed until he cried.

Here's the turn, mind. The glass never came back to him. Mrs Ashby hung it on her tent pole, and every night after, when the lamps lit, it threw its little teal flare across the crowd. The boy said he didn't mind. Some things are best when they're working for someone else.