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Actually, the inner wrist wasn't as bad as I was expecting. The bits of black that got put in to fill in places where I'd scarred badly and rejected it? *nnnn* Ow. ow ow, ow ow ow!
I know it may seem odd having an image to represent a band I've only known for five minutes permanently engraved on my skin. But what these last few months have been to me will never change - working hard, playing hard, pushing myself and discovering a lot about the inner workings of mind and soul - that'll never change. And it's summed up by a simple 'ZC' on the inside of my wrist.
Fookin' ace, as a mancunian bass player of my acquaintance might say. ;)