I took my kids to a tattoo parlour

In a day and age when sleeve tattoos are [everywhere], should tattoo parlours really still have a bad rep?

In a day and age when sleeve tattoos are [everywhere], should tattoo parlours really still have a bad rep? Photo: Getty Images. Posed by models.

Recently I had a faded old tattoo covered up with a much brighter, much bigger version, and I took my five-year-old and two-year-old along to watch. Now I know what you’re thinking: a brand new tattoo, turning 40, is it part of some sort of mid-life crisis? That’s what my wife was thinking anyway.

As for taking the kids that is something, unlike my fresh ink, that we agreed on but I was surprised at some of the flak we got from friends. I get it – tattoo parlours do not have the best reputation and usually make the news through either gunfire or spontaneous combustion, but these are far from the norm. And in a day and age when sleeve tattoos are getting about as common as the arms they are inked on, should tattoo parlours really still have a bad rep?

Les Rice runs LDF (Love, Death and Faith) Tattoo in Newtown and it’s a professional, well-run place to get stuck with needles. Les has three kids of his own and his eldest daughter has even contributed some designs to studio, and he has designs by his son and daughter on his thigh and arm, so I felt comfortable asking to bring my two sons along.

We did it because, after seeing the initial outline for the tattoo, our five-year-old showed quite an interest. He drew his own tatts in texta and did some fine faux needlework on the two-year-old’s face, which meant he would never get work in retail. But he is a bit soft, so we thought the needle thing would put him off. Or as my wife succinctly put it: “I wanted him to see just how stupid they were.” When we gave him the pointy end of how tattoos were applied it was a love-hate thing and he wanted to come along and see.

David Beckham shares his last tattoo parlour visit on Facebook.

David Beckham shares his last tattoo parlour visit on Facebook. Photo: Facebook

Turning up to watch was pretty uneventful. The whole family stood for a while amongst the designs in the front – Jesuses, mermaids, vixens and the odd smoking monkey – before heading upstairs where my tattoo artist, Charlie, started to colour in the outline. After taking great interest in the tattoo gun itself, it took only a few minutes of watching me get pricked and bleed for him to get bored and want to leave. Unfortunately I had another five hours to go. Having gone for a couple of sessions previously I noted that nearby artists and customers kept the language family-friendly, but otherwise didn’t bat an eyelid at a couple of preschoolers wandering in to work or as one artist put it, “They allow kids in hospitals and we are just as clean and hygenic, so what’s the big deal?”


Tattoo parlours were not always as child-friendly as LDF, however, as Les pointed out later that day. He used to work in a rougher joint in Glasgow. That place did not allow kids. They even had a sign that said, quite bluntly, “Children Not Allowed”. Les said that the owner, a no-nonsense Glaswegian, once saw a father bring in his small boy in to look at designs. He walked over to the child, bent down on one knee and in his best grandfatherly voice said: “Do you know what that sign says, little fella?”

“Yes,” said the little boy.

“Then do me a favour, and tell your f***ing father.”

Nothing like that on our visit, and when I got home, smarting and wrapped in cling wrap, I asked my eldest son what he thought about body art after our outing.

“I like the look of your tattoo,” he said. “But I don’t like it as much as not having a bleeding arm.”

Job done, surely.



  • Fantastic! A very sensible approach. I hope I can do somthing similar with my kids when they eventuate.

    Date and time
    June 26, 2012, 9:47AM
    • Love this, Paul. I got my first couple of tatts at a seaside parlour that was, at the time, the workplace of Lucky Diamond Rich, the world's most tattooed man. The local little kids would come in with their Guinness Book Of Records, fresh from the newsagent, hoping to get an autograph. I can tell you that watching the kids' eyes widen to the point of popping when Lucky came out from the back of the shop to greet them was the best pain relief I've ever had while in the chair. More tattoo joints should let kids in!

      Clem Bastow
      Date and time
      June 26, 2012, 10:41AM
      • So was the point of the exercise to put him off getting inked? My Dad tried the same thing by giving me a cigarette when I was young... I finished it off and asked for another. lol.

        Date and time
        June 26, 2012, 12:09PM
        • Just to give him the full picture, really. I'd be a hypocrite to want to put him off when I like them. Though I would probably caution him against jumping in too young, saves you a painful cover up in your 40s!

          Paul Chai
          Date and time
          June 26, 2012, 1:35PM
      • Well, I don't know about this - I think that anyone who bases what they will do on one story should look at it from the other side. Of our shared kids (blended family) only one of the six is not inked. One owns his own gun so he is inked everywhere he can reach! Both hubby and I were inked as part of the everyday lifestyle in Sydney's west back in the 1970s. Introduce your kids to ink and they will become inked I think. Not saying its good or bad - but if 'ink' isn't part of your family culture, don't introduce it!

        Granny of Bunbury
        Date and time
        June 26, 2012, 5:51PM
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