Coal Dust Tattoos
June 7th, 2021
I would spend hours just staring at my Grandad's face.He was one of those people you wish everyone in the world had.A man who was there for you through thick and thin, always with a smile and a kind word.He would collect my brother and I from school in his 'noddy car' as we'd call it - his invalid car, my brother would sit on a stool in the passenger side and I'd sit on a cushion under the glovebox. We'd always be the last ones out of school, and when we eventually got to the car we'd often have to fight through a throng of classmates who'd all shout 'See you tomorrow Grandad'! You see that's the type of bloke he was - everyone's Grandad.
Why would I stare at his face? - Coz it was speckled with blue/black dots, some large some small, and I always had an urge to squeeze them (Yes Yuck !! I know!) but they wouldn't budge, he later explained that his face was permanently tattooed with coal dust from his time down the mine.
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