Traditional style colour tattoos of a snake, a gorilla head and a heart on both lower legs, with black canvas shoes below.

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Traditional tattoos covering both lower legs

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Both lower legs are covered in bold traditional style tattoos, including a coiled snake, a gorilla head, a heart framing a woman's head, a bat and a dagger. The linework is dark and solid, with shading kept to simple flat fills. Red, green, yellow and black ink dominate, and the designs are arranged edge to edge across the skin against a pale pavement.

Traditional Calf Snake Heart Woman Bat Dagger Banner Leg

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Nobody in Harrowby would stand up with the groom until the ape had been fed. That was the first thing old Mrs Pell told the bride's party, and she said it the way she said everything, as if it were weather. The ape was called Brannock. He had come over the hill with a travelling fair forty years before and never gone back, and when the fair moved on he stayed in the chandler's loft, where he kept the candles from going damp by sitting on them.

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On the morning of the wedding a snake got into the church. Nobody saw it come in. It lay along the altar rail like a dropped length of rope, red-banded and patient, and the sexton swore it had been a twist of old harness until it lifted its head. The bride, Ada Lusk, did not scream. She sent the miller's boy for the ape, and Brannock came up the aisle on his knuckles with his teeth bared. The snake considered him and slid out under the door.

The bat came during the vows. It dropped from the roof beams in one long circle, skimmed the groom's hat and settled on the bell rope, folded like a glove. Ada looked at it, then at Tom Garrow, who had been sweating since dawn. 'I'll have him say the words before anything else flies in,' she said, and so he did.

When the cake was cut, the dagger came out of the groom's coat. It was his grandfather's, and it had cut bread at every family wedding for a hundred years. Ada turned it over in the light, then handed it back and pointed at the ribbon on the cake. A knife that had never once been used on a rope, she said, should not start now. Tom laughed so hard he had to sit on the step, and the village said afterwards it was the best wedding they had seen in years, though none of them could say quite why.