Wednesday, 8 June 2016

Athenian Tattoos

Seems you can't open a paper or Facebook without some narcissist doing a selfie clad in their underwear - usually a woman. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if they weren't emblazoned with bloody tattoos.

The exhibition I'm at in Athens is crowded with some really beautiful women, but not a tattoo in sight - although I have to admit I did see one, but it was on the inside of the woman's wrist and very discrete. Neither do the blokes sport a variety of monster-macho, faux tribal tattoos - you're not a Polynesian or Maori warrior, you're an accountant, media analyst or cycle courier, for heaven's sake! It's a cultural fad that seems to have passed most of Greece by, thank God.

This image kind of sums it up for me.

I have a tattoo which was received aged 20 when pissed out of my mind on my stag do in Tilbury while standing by a ship. My bastard mates carried me to the tattooists just outside the dock gates while comatose. Regretted it ever since.


  1. Regret not CB. You are in company with an impressive list of decorated Royals along with Lady and Winston Churchill. Although I don't think their tattoos were acquired at Tilbury docks after a night on the grog...or had the savoir-faire of the one illustrated...not yours I trust?