Black ink flash sheet of hand-drawn lettering, hearts, roses and plasters on a notebook page, pinned to a string against a pink background.

Hand-drawn lettering flash sheet on notebook paper

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

A sheet of hand-drawn black line designs on a spiral notebook page, with short phrases in varied lettering alongside hearts, roses, a ribbon bouquet and plaster motifs. The linework is simple and uniform, with little or no shading. The page is white with black ink, set against a pink wall with a pink clothes peg on a string.

Lettering Lettering Heart Rose Ribbon Bouquet Flower

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The lost property tray at Carrick Road station held mostly gloves and umbrellas, so when Ruth Pengelly found a spiral notebook pinned under a pink clothes peg, she nearly put it back in the drawer unread. The pages were full of small drawings in black ink: roses tied with ribbon, hearts with stitched edges, plasters with cheerful faces. Between them, in lettering that changed from line to line, were the phrases. REACH OUT. HOLD ON. BE KIND. IT'S OKAY. FORGIVE MYSELF. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

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On the back cover someone had written a name, Tobias Wren, and beneath it a timetable for the 6.14 to Penzance, crossed through every day but Sunday. Ruth knew the man who ran the kiosk on the platform, so she asked him. He shrugged and said Tobias had worked nights at the cottage hospital up the hill for years, and that he had stopped coming through the station in the autumn. Nobody seemed to know where he had gone, only that his sister had moved away after a hard winter.

Ruth didn't know what to do with a notebook full of kindness that belonged to a stranger, so she did the only thing that seemed right. On the first frost of the year she unpinned the top page, pinned the notebook open to the roses on the noticeboard by the platform gate, and tucked the peg back over the corner so it would not blow away. Commuters stopped to read it on their way to the 6.14, some with coffee going cold in their hands.

By March the page had gone soft at the edges and somebody had added a small ink plaster beside the last line, with the words TAKE CARE written in an unfamiliar, careful hand. Ruth never learned who had drawn it, but she left the peg where it was.