Small fine line tattoo of two smiling cartoon toast slices, one with red jam and one golden, holding hands beside a pink heart on the side of a foot.

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Jam and toast characters holding hands on foot

Fine line · Other · Mixed · Photo

Two small cartoon toast slices with simple faces and stick arms and legs stand side by side, joined by hands around a small pink heart. The linework is thin and dark, with soft red and yellow fills for the jam and toast. The tattoo sits alone on the side of a pale foot against a dark blue surface, with the design centred in the frame.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Every morning at Millbrook Junction the toast waited on platform two with its crusts squared off and its buttered face turned towards the tracks. Nobody had told it the jam came up from Ashby on the slow train, so it kept its hands out just in case, the way a porter does when the lamp is late.

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The jam was a stranger who lived in a tin behind the buffet counter. A grocer in Ashby had sent him to the junction to clear the shelves, and he arrived each day with a sticky red coat and a small pink heart pinned to his chest, which he said was meant for the toast. Nobody believed him. The guard, Mr Ibbotson, took bets in his hut on whether the two of them would ever stand still long enough to be introduced.

One wet Tuesday the 6.40 was cancelled. The toast sat alone under the clock, the jam stood on the far side of a broken signal, and the rain came down in long grey ropes. The toast decided that if the train would not carry him over, he would walk the rails in his own time, with a teapot lid for a hat and a length of string for a belt.

They met at the level crossing, both soggy at the corners, and held hands over the barrier while the gates stayed down for a train that never came. Mr Ibbotson, who had watched the whole thing through his window, wrote the result in his book, paid nobody out, and put the kettle on for two.