Two matching fine line tattoos of a crown above a script letter A, one on each foot, shown on the top of the foot.

Matching crown and letter A tattoos on feet

Fine line · Other · Black and grey · Photo

Two near-identical small tattoos sit on the top of each foot, each showing a crown above a flowing script letter A. The linework is thin and delicate, with soft grey shading in the crown and letter. The ink is almost entirely black and grey, with only a faint reddish tint visible in the crown on the left foot, and the small designs are centred on the foot against a plain background.

Fine line Lettering Other Crown Script Matching

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit down, sit down, and don't touch the brass, it's older than your grandmother's opinions. You want the story of the two halves of the crown, and I'll tell it the way my own mother told it to me, leaning on the rail of the gallery with the wind trying to take her hat.

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Skerrin Light had two keepers' girls in the hard winter of eighteen ninety-one, Ada Penrose and her cousin Ruth, who shared one bed above the oil store and one bad temper between them. The wick needed trimming at dusk, and that was Ada's job, but it was Ruth who climbed the iron ladder in the dark when the mantle jammed. They had one half-crown between them, the price of a ferry ticket to Penzance. Ruth bent it in the forge at the harbour, struck a crown into one half and a letter A into the other, and said whoever held the crown would always come back for the A.

Ruth left on the spring boat and did not come back for eleven years. Ada kept the lamp. Every evening she climbed the ladder, lit the wick and looked out past the reef for a sail with a crown painted on it, which is a daft thing to look for, and I know it because I did the same for my own brother.

The day Ruth came up the path, she carried her piece of silver in a handkerchief, and Ada had kept hers in the lamp oil tin with the spare wicks. They fitted the two halves together on the gallery rail, crown above the A, and the light swung round over the water. That is all of it. Now pass me that cup, and mind the step on the way down.