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On retreat

Posted on 20 August, 2016 at 14:55


 

My dear sweet husband, Mr Vicar has come to take me home after my week long clergy retreat, which was so awesome and wonderful all at the same time:)

 

He settles down after lunch. As he looks down at his computer, he's not paying attention though he claims he is, pointing to his head, he says 'it's all in here I'm taking it all in.'

I say 'I'm going to interview you'

he pays no attention to me

 

So Mr Vicar how are you?

 

I'm very well thank you,

 

he smiles not looking up from his computer, but I know that he's paying attention because his dimples are cutting deep into his cheeks as he grins to himself

 

He looks up concerned now bursts out loud, laughing and says 'oh dear,' now he realises that I'm actually interviewing him

 

How's your week been?

 

It's been good been busy but it's gone well

 

Have you missed me?

 

Yes I've missed you, I've missed you every day

 

Oh how romantic

 

I was jealous of you having the week here in the sunshine

 

Well it was very peaceful here

 

It's always peaceful here I can't believe how quiet it is

 

All I could hear was the odd bird singing, my mind is now clear and very refreshed

 

That's good, that's what you needed, you have to get away, I need it too.

 

Do you remember when we went on that couples retreat,

 

My lap is wobbling too much through laughter, I can't type

 

Couples retreat that wasn't a couples retreat, he shouts! Retreat that wasn't a retreat that was weird the people were weird the place was weird, I thought we were going to a convent, but ended up there instead. I need a cup of coffee. he says 

 

So would you go on a couples retreat again, I ask

 

Not there, I remember sitting at the bottom of the garden trying to hide from everybody, I remember meal times with an interesting group of people. He tweets his two fingers in the air making quotation marks.

 

He gets up to make a cup of coffee.

 

My husband is a coffee drinker

 

How's your sunburn

 

It's alright now actually, it took a few days but now it's back to normal again,

 

I start to laugh again my iPad giggling on my lap as I write this

 

I feel guilty, that you got sunburnt as I suggested the restaurant, I thought to make it up to you I thought I'd book us on a river cruise lunch

 

It was nice though, he consoles me 

 

I know, but you got burnt and it was my idea

 

That sounds nice, he blows me a kiss, where?

 

I grin....I haven't found a nice one yet, I'm looking for a nice one....Those biscuits smell strong

 

That's strange, (I can tell he's considering all the possibilities....don't vampires have a sharp sense of smell don't blame me I haven't spoken to anybody for a very long time!)


 

My very attentive husband gets the tea and his coffee quintessentially British thing to do. He nestles back in his chair and waits for his coffee to brew

Are you still interviewing me? he enquires 

Yes

He looks down at his kindle,

I'm very impressed you've embraced the technology. His deep blue eyes the colour of his shirt twinkle as he double raises his eyebrows at me

Are you flirting with me Mr Vicar

Maybe he grins

I grin back

Nicola Adams won another Gold medal he says glancing back down at his kindle

Wow that's so good. I don't think I've watched boxing since Mohammad Ali, but I'll watch it on iplayer.

 

I don't think it was a couples retreat, he blurts out,  He does that you just have to connect the dots and remember where you last left off!


He starts me off laughing again, eventually I manage to speak 'why?'


Because it wasn't just for couples


How do you know?


They didn't look like couples....there were some couples


I remember some people saying they had gone back year after year


What was it about it that made it a retreat?, it was just a house where you were forced to share meals....that's not funny...I'm going to google them to see if we can book there again, I know you enjoyed it really


Well a retreat is supposed to somewhere that's quiet and a place to be spiritually refreshed


Well it would have been if it wasn't for all that noise he says....I've just looked up a review from someone who says a place of rest and spiritual refreshment' .....he groans and huffs


For someone who groans he looks pretty amazing


Ahh they're doing a silent retreat week at the moment


Which makes me laugh even more......Would you like to go on a silent retreat?


I might do, how long do they last


I burst into laughter again...it can be as long or as short as you want them to be


I think I'd be good on a silent retreat


ahh! Do you think I'd be good on a silent retreat, expecting him to say no he surprises me 


I think you probably would, because you're quite reflective


Do you think so?......Well I haven't spoken to anyone for a week


Has that felt weard?


No, well when you think about it, you're having conversations with God, so you're not really in total quite


It's different though


Yes, it's special, because you don't have to rush off somewhere


I think it would be good if I had something to read...but then you're not supposed to have distractions


Yes, you're supposed to commune with God, Paula Gooder says the meaning is in the waiting, so even when you're not doing something you can be actively not doing something

 

Anyway I never did get to ask you what your favourite colour is

 

cars red, clothes blue, everything else green


To match you're deep Caribbean blue eyes, I flirt with him


What does green match? he says in a deep husky voice


So why did you get a black car then.....(I start laughing again)......I don't think that I know anyone who has three favourite colours,


I think that's allowed


According to who's rules?


My rules, his voice deepens again


I clear my throat.     What's it like being Mr Vicar?


I think it's a lot easier than being a woman, because there's not a defined role or any expectations, I like being Mr Vicar because I love being married to you


Good answer, we'll have to explore this more deeply next time


You sure? He double raises his eyebrows again.

 

It's a beautiful sunset here and I'm going to just indulge in one last evening of peacefulness with my husband Mr Vicar.8)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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