I wouldn’t normally share pictures of my tattoos as:
a) They’re not really that interesting to other people, and
b) They’re nothing really to do with what I post normally.
This latest piece of ink, though is a form of poetry, which translated for those of you who can’t read Elvish script says:
I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die,
Till the sun grows old,
And the stars grow cold.
plus the date that I married Mrs Bob. One of the best days of my life. It is a very special tattoo for me and it’s been done over my heart.