Black and grey Mickey Mouse tattoo in a vintage cartoon style on the inner wrist and forearm.

Vintage Mickey Mouse on a wrist

Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A black and grey tattoo of Mickey Mouse in an early cartoon style, with his head turned to one side and a wide smile. Solid black fills on the ears, face, arms and shorts contrast with clean, open outlines on the body, hands and large shoes. The design sits on the inner wrist and forearm against pale skin, with a maroon chair visible in the background.

Forearm Mickey mouse Cartoon character Mouse

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The reel snapped at twenty past nine, just as the pianist reached the chorus, and Frank Dolan said a word his mother would have washed out of him with carbolic. Two hundred people in the stalls of the Palace went quiet in the way crowds do when the light changes, then began to stamp. Frank had the splicing scraper hot before the first whistle came from the gallery, cutting the broken ends with the same care he gave the brass on the lamp house on Sundays.

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The short before the feature was a cartoon, and it had got as far as the gangplank when the film tore. Frozen on the screen, a little black-and-white mouse stood on one leg with his round ears flat to his head and his face turned back over his shoulder, as if someone had called his name from the wings. Frank could see him from the box, a grey flicker in the smoke. Beside the projector, his nephew Teddy, who was nine and had been sent up to keep him company, asked whether the mouse was waiting for them to catch up.

Frank wound the new join through the gate and ran the film. The mouse finished his step, tipped his head and grinned at a joke nobody had made yet, and the gallery roared. Teddy laughed so hard he slid off the stool. Frank put the scraper down and found that his hands had stopped shaking, though he could not have said when they had started.

Afterwards, when the house lights came up and the last tram had gone, Teddy asked why the mouse always looked back. Frank said it was so he could be sure they were still watching. Teddy considered this with the seriousness of nine, then turned round in his seat to check the empty stalls, and Frank, who had never once thought to look, found that he did the same.