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  at least i'm consistent Friday 2 December 2011 link

A couple of months ago, when I got my last tattoo, I went and picked Maggie up from nursery afterwards. As is the custom, I had my fresh tattoo wrapped up when I left the studio - in this case, meaning that my leg was covered in plastic wrap. The older kids at the creche were fascinated by this. I found out a few days later that the next morning they'd all been asking the teachers to draw a picture on them and wrap it in plastic wrap, too.

Which is why, when I attended the Christmas dinner for our local community-run childcare centre (in my capacity as the secretary of the management committee), my award in the prizegiving was... a tube of Glad Wrap.

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