Mr Davidson was in full flow – ranting about his son’s lack of application to his studies and the absence of support from his ex. Craig (his guidance teacher) and I could do nothing but watch when, with no fanfare, he unbuttoned and ripped off his shirt. Turning his back to us he pointed at the figure tattooed across his back, head dripping with blood with the ends of a cross extending down the tops of his arms.
“Mr Rutter, can you tell Glen who this is?” he asked.
“Erm, that’ll be Jesus Christ Mr Davidson.”
He turned back to his son. “See Glen, Mr Rutter knows this is Jesus f#cking Christ (I kid you not). How come, after 10 years in school, you still can’t recognise the face of our saviour.”
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