Well anybody who knows me, knows that I have been wanting a tattoo like forever. After meeting Scotty earlier in the year and seeing his work first hand on my birthday, I was confident I had made the right choice for this tattoo.
To say I was scared is putting it mildly and I had to have a little word with myself. "You have had 2 children and chemo, you can handle a little tattoo!" Obviously it ended up not being that little :-)
Transfer done.
Scotty doing his thing!
Outline done. I didn't even wince.
Watching Father Ted (at least 6 episodes). It was funny as Scotty knew them all off by heart but it also reminded me of living in Ireland.
Time to start the colouring in!
I am so chuffed with the outcome.
