This is Roddy McLean of Timeless Tatoo in Glasgow – my favourite place to go to get scarred for life.
I remember spending a lot of time looking around for good places to get tattooed in Glasgow a few years ago, and always getting met with responses that didn’t exactly… enamour me into their establishment… shall we say. Everywhere either acted as if they had little time for people actually getting anything tattooed that was more than a baby’s name or some generic script, or were so cold and personality-less that there was no way I was going to sit in awkward silence for the time it would take for them to actually do the deed.
Luckily I managed to discover Timeless, with my now good pal Laura Kennedy as part of the residents.
This is Grace. She’s over from America for three weeks, and you’ll be familiar with her if you’ve kept up with my State-side visits over the past year or so. We always said that if she ever managed to make it over to this side of the pond that we’d get tattoos together, so today was the day. There’s nothing quite like going through a painful and permanent branding process to bring people together.
This is what I got as an addition to the other bits on my right arm – design courtesy of Leeds’ Kleine Schweine. We joke that I’ve ended up with an accidental sleeve after getting a manner of small pieces all in the same place… something that means I’ll need to fill it all out eventually. Should be interesting to see how to pull the whole menagerie together.
I love this shop. It’s a really comfortable, interesting place to get spend time, and I can’t imagine going or recommending anybody to go anywhere else. There’s all sorts of random artefacts and unusual bits of creativity throughout the place (including the pink Japanese hentai adorning the walls of the toilet) – and Roddy himself always has some bizarre tales of past insane goings on that probably should never be repeated to anybody, but that he somehow manages to get away with passing on because of his ever-present grin.