Once I had chosen my lovely picture for my tattoo, I printed it out and sent it off to Ange, the tattooist at Lal Hardy’s who was going to do my tattoos. My friend Claire and I had originally planned to get our tattoos done on Friday 2nd January, but due to a family bereavement the salon was closed that day and the next date that both we, Lal and Ange could do was a month later, at the beginning of February. This was almost three months after Claire and I had originally gone up to North London to talk about tattoos, and to be honest, I’d more or less stopped thinking about it. I remember thinking the evening before “Ooohh – I’m having three tattoos done tomorrow; I wonder if I should be nervous?”

More tomorrow.