A TATTOO on her arm is her way of feeling close to the husband who was ripped suddenly from her life nearly a year ago.
The inkwork is of one of her favourite pictures of him: his fingers are covering one eye, his hands are adorned with rings and he’s wearing chains around his neck.
She thinks of him every time she sees the image, remembering the loving father he was, the caring husband, the driven musician, the caring soul who worked hard to cultivate and support new talent.
Her two children are also constant reminders of him, Bianca Naidoo says, and of the family unit they once cherished.
Yet, while Riky Rick’s death
