"I put them there. . . . She wanted a tattoo and I didn't know how to do a tattoo, but she wanted my name tattooing on her bum and I didn't know how to do it; so I burned it on with a hot knife. It wasn't life threatening, it wasn't anything, it was done for love. She loved me. She wanted me to give her - put my name on her body. As I say, she asked me originally if I would tattoo my name on her. She wanted me to do it on her breasts and I talked her out of that because I didn't know how to do a tattoo. Then she said, 'Well, there must be some way. If you can't do a tattoo, there must be some way' she says. I think her exact words were summat like, 'I'm not scared of anybody knowing that I love you enough to have your name on my body,' something of that nature, and between us we hit on this idea of using a hot knife on her bum. I wouldn't do it on her breasts."
"There was associated bruising around the burn and the skin hadn't fully healed."