Black script lettering reading 'for those I love I will sacrifice' across the upper thigh, beside denim shorts.

Script quote across the upper thigh

Lettering · Thigh · Black and grey · Photo

A photograph of the phrase 'for those I love I will sacrifice' written in black cursive script across the upper thigh, set on two lines with the first line slightly longer. The linework is smooth and even, and the ink is solid black with no grey shading or colour. Denim shorts sit at the top edge of the frame, with a wooden fence and grass behind.

Lettering Thigh Quote Script Text

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit yourselves down, the kettle's on and the fire's kept in, and I'll tell you about the summer Maggie Rudd cut her own hair with the kitchen shears. Nobody in Hollin Bank had seen a woman do such a thing, but then nobody had seen a Rudd at the pit head at six in the morning either.

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Her man, Tom, had the bad chest by then, the dust that gets in and stays. The doctor from Barnsley said he'd not go down again. Tom said the doctor could keep his opinions and pay the rent. So Maggie put on her best hat, walked up to the colliery office and asked for the lamp-room on the day shift, the one nobody wanted because it was dark and the men spat on the floor there. She got it. She got the wage that came with it, which was half what Tom had, and she counted it out on the oilcloth every Friday as if the coins might change their minds.

Her eldest, Ada, asked her once why she didn't let the company have the house back and go to her sister's in Leeds. Maggie laughed and pointed at the wall above the range, where Tom had pinned a calendar with a line scratched across the back in carpenter's pencil: for those I love I will sacrifice. "That's not a poem, pet," she said. "That's a receipt."

When Tom died in the March, the lamp-room was still hers. Ada found the calendar folded inside his Bible, the pencil gone pale, and she never could tell which of them had written it first. She did know the hair grew back by Christmas, and that her mother kept the shears in the drawer with the string, sharp as ever, in case she ever needed them again.