Colour tattoo of a cartoon robot with green eyes, a red bow tie and a red tulip on a teal background with stars, on an upper arm.

Robot character with tulip on upper arm

Neo-trad · Upper arm · Colour · Photo

A cartoon robot with a dented metal head, green round eyes, antenna and a red bow tie stands on a teal background dotted with white stars, a small ringed planet and black cloud shapes. A red tulip with green leaves rises beside the robot's raised hand. The tattoo uses bold outlines, smooth shading on the metal and soft gradients in the background, with mostly warm and teal colours.

Neo-trad Upper arm Robot Tulip Star Planet Bow tie Cloud

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit down, sit down, the kipper will keep, and so will the story if you let me have my tea first. Eleven summers back there was a tin man lodging on the top floor of this house, made in Sunderland out of boiler plate and a clock spring, with a head like a dented saucepan and two green lamps where his eyes should be. Mr Ogden paid for the room in advance and the tin man paid in cogs, which my late husband swore were worth more than the rent.

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Every Sunday Mr Ogden tied a red bow tie at the tin man's collar, and every night after the lamps went out, the tin man climbed the ladder to the roof to count the stars. He said he counted them so the sky wouldn't wander off in the dark. When black clouds rolled in off the bay he would stand with his arm raised and shoo them back out to sea, like a bad-tempered sheepdog at a gate.

He kept a single tulip in that raised hand, a red one bought from Pell's stall for a penny, and he watered it from the teapot each evening, because he said a thing that could not be mended ought at least to be fed. One August the tulip opened on the roof, and the tin man sat down in the gutter to watch it, and for the first time in his life he forgot to count. When morning came the stars had gone, the bay was grey, and he was sitting there with his lamps dimmed, pointing at the lighthouse as if it owed him something.

Whatever he said to it, nobody ever found out. The tulip was pressed in the family Bible, and Mr Ogden gave the room to the gulls. Pass the marmalade, dear, and mind the teapot, it's still warm from watering.