Two matching black script tattoos reading Always sit on the ankles of two people, photographed side by side over a plastic-covered surface.

Matching Always ankle tattoos

Lettering · Ankle · Black and grey · Photo

Two ankles are shown close together, each carrying the word Always in a flowing black script with a looped underline. The linework is clean and of even weight, and the ink is solid black with no shading or colour. The tattoos are placed at the same spot on each ankle, and the plain background and plastic sheet keep the focus on the lettering.

Lettering Ankle Always Word Matching pair Script

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Marguerite, the big top came down in Stoke on Tuesday, and the lads took the poles apart by lantern light because nobody could find the generator. I sat on the cage steps with the ledger on my knee and counted what we owe the feed merchant, which comes to less than one good ring horse cost in my father's day.

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You asked in your last letter whether I still keep the old promise. I do. I walked into a shop on Market Street in March with my wages in my pocket, and a man with reading glasses on a cord drew the word on my ankle and then on the paper for yours. It is the same looping hand you used on the back of the poster, with the underline trailing off like a rope left slack after the act. Always, it says, and now it says it on both of us, low down where the ground can see it.

The show is folding. Mr Hale says the lions go to a sanctuary in Wales and the mules to a farm near Ledbury, and the girls who sold toffee apples have gone home to Leeds. Nobody needs a second catcher when the net is coming down for good. But I have kept the ledger honest, and I have kept a small sum in the tin under the wagon seat, enough for the train fare and a few weeks of rent.

Come up to Yorkshire before the frost. Bring the spare slippers and the good chalk. We will sit on the tailgate where the sun hits and I will show you the ink has held, though I suspect you will just tell me to stop fussing. Yours, always, Ada.