Isn’t it amazing how this happens:

People tend to accept my er, less than sociable or conventional ways and most have given up trying to change me.

Then I announce I’m getting married.

Suddenly everyone (well, not everyone, but a surprising number) wants me to have a wedding their way, which includes covering up my tattoos.

Most of these people have known me for long enough, and are well aware that I’m a contrary, stubborn little cow, especially when told what to do. So ‘cover up your tattoos’ is more likely to get me into a halter top than long sleeves — unless, of course, there is some clever reverse reverse psychology going on, where I might do what they want because it’s what they least expect.

I just wanted to write that nonsense down because it amuses me.