Black ink flash design of a hand-drawn banner ribbon reading Warrior not Worrier, in lettering style.

Warrior not Worrier banner design

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

A hand-drawn scroll banner with curled ends stretches across the image, bearing the words Warrior not Worrier. The lettering is bold and slightly irregular, with the word not set smaller and italicised between the two main phrases. The design is drawn in black linework with hatched shading on the folds of the ribbon, on a plain white background.

Lettering Banner Ribbon Text Scroll

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The crows came back to Harrow's orchard the week the Discovery apples began to blush, and Mabel Crewe stood at the bottom row with her hands on her hips and told Gideon to stop fretting. "Look at you," she said, tapping his straw shoulder with her pipe. "Hunched like a wet hen on a Monday."

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Gideon could not help it. He fretted about the wind getting into his sleeves, about the damp creeping up his pole, about the sparrows who perched on his hat as though it were a bus shelter. Most of all he fretted that the crows were not frightened of him at all. They were only frightened of the tin pans Mabel rattled on Tuesdays, and Tuesdays felt a long way off.

On the last Saturday of August a boy from the village came over the wall for a Bramley, saw the scarecrow in the dusk, and stopped dead. Gideon held very still. The boy let out a little hoot, then laughed and said, "You're only a coat, aren't you?" Then he noticed the strip of red ribbon knotted at Gideon's wrist, the one Mabel had stitched with the words she always said, WARRIOR NOT WORRIER, in capitals that wandered uphill. The boy read it aloud slowly, the way children read signs they do not yet trust, and ran off with his apple.

The crows came at first light, as they always did, and settled on the fence in a black row to consider him. Gideon stood with his arms out and did not flinch. The ribbon lifted and snapped above his wrist, and he watched the birds lose interest one by one, and understood that his worry had only ever been the wind moving through his coat.