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.