Small giraffe tattoo with black outlines and brown and grey spotting, placed on the neck behind the ear.

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Giraffe tattoo behind the ear

Neck · Mixed · Photo

A small standing giraffe is tattooed on the skin behind the ear, facing left with its head raised and its legs apart. The outlines are dark and the body uses grey shading with brown and black patches for the spots. The design sits alone against plain skin, with the ear and dark hair framing it at the edge of the photograph.

Neck Giraffe Animal

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The dough had to be shaped before the bell at the corner started up, because Mrs Ashby liked her rolls warm for the first bus and she was never late for anything, least of all the bus. I was on the bench by four, flour to the elbows, when I noticed the cutter tin had been left out again.

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Dad kept a tin of biscuit cutters that had belonged to his mother, and the giraffe was the oddest of them: a long neck, four stubby legs spread like a folding table, a little ridge of spots pressed in with the side of a thumb. Nobody cut giraffes for teatime. He said his mother made them for him every Sunday the winter he had measles, and that she told him giraffes never make a sound, so they must be the most patient animals alive. I used it that morning on the last of the ginger dough, lifting each one out with the flat of a knife and laying it on the tray.

The window was still black, the shop lamp making a yellow box of the counter. When the timer went I pulled the tray, and the biscuits had spread a little, their legs softening into the pan. One had cracked clean across the neck. I thought about binning it, then ate it standing by the sink, the way Dad used to, sugar catching on my lip.

Outside, the sky over the car park slid from ink to the grey of cold tea. I wrapped the good biscuits in greaseproof and left them on the counter for the first customer, with a note in my clumsy capitals: FOR WHOEVER IS UP EARLY. Then I turned the tin upside down so the cutters wouldn't gather dust, and the giraffe lay face down with its neck stretched toward the door, as though it could still see the light coming.