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Matching compass and feather tattoos on hips
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Two people stand side by side, each with the same compass rose tattoo on the side of the hip, with the letters N, E, S and W around a black circular bezel. Beneath each compass hang three feathers in a dreamcatcher style, with black outlines and small areas of teal or purple colour. The photograph is taken at close range with a warm, slightly washed-out tone, and the tattoos sit centrally in each frame.
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Sit down, sit down, and keep your hands off that kettle, it's been on since the lock keeper's dog died. You want the one about the Marsh sisters and the brass compass that wouldn't point north? Right. Their father ran the narrowboat Heron Keel up and down the Thames from Oxford to Reading, and when he drowned at Sonning he left them one compass between them, with three grey feathers tied to its ring with fishing line, the way you'd hang a charm off a bedpost.
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Ada and Winnie were not speaking that spring. They split the boat's work, the boat's takings and the boat's cabin, and they tried to split the compass too, though it would not be split. Every morning Ada would open the brass lid and find the needle swung round to point at Winnie's bunk, and Winnie would find it pointing at the tiller, which was Ada's. The feathers twitched on their line as if they were arguing as well. Mrs Pargeter at Benson lock said it was magnetism and a guilty conscience, and she was not often wrong about either.
In October the fog came down so thick they could not see the bow. They had to take the boat past the weir by sound alone, Ada on the wheel and Winnie up on the roof calling the depth. Halfway through, the needle stopped trembling and settled, perfectly still, pointing back over the stern, straight at the cabin roof where Winnie was standing. Ada laughed out loud, the first time in weeks. Winnie came down the ladder with the feathers stirring at her wrist and took the tiller without being asked.
They reached Reading on the third day with the needle still fixed on the cabin roof, and the sisters agreed, after a long argument, that north could wait its turn. Ada says it was the only sensible decision her family ever made.
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