A New Tangled Tango #12

Previously

“Cathy,” he assured her, “don’t worry about it. We’ve always been able to tease each other about our differences of opinion. And you were right: there are too many Christians who say such things – even ordained vicars and bishops who ought to know better. You and I are probably closer in our thinking than you realise.”

“Really?” she said, surprised, “I would never have imagined that.”

Continued

“Tonight is neither the time nor the place,” he said, “but perhaps we could meet up sometime and talk more about it. I promise that I will not be out to make you a convert.”

He smiled at her. He noticed that Geoff had picked up his microphone.

“I think that we are wanted on the dance floor,” he said.

She smiled back at him as she rose to dance, “I might just take you up on your challenge.”

“I look forward to it, “ he responded before crossing the floor to Olwyn.

During the break for refreshments there was an animated discussion about that day’s news announcement that Tony Blair, the Prime Minister had asked the Queen for a dissolution of Parliament to pave the way for a general election to take place on the 5th of May. Cathy expected that, because her library was a designated polling station, she and her staff would be redeployed for the day to one of the Council’s other libraries.

As was often the case though, the time between dances also offered opportunities for people watching. Among any hall full of middle-aged and older people there were bound to be eccentrics. St Philip’s had its quota. Tonight, Betty was the first to attract comment. She was an older divorcee who always came wearing a mid-sleeved blouse and full calf-length skirt – and the two items always clashed violently in colour and pattern. Then there was a tall, elderly couple, who never failed to appear in colour-toned clothes. They’d turned up tonight in shades of green. A relative newcomer was the centre of attraction tonight. He hadn’t come with a partner and had danced with one of the unfortunate widows who had suffered her feet being trodden on throughout a couple of dances with him.

Mike had commented, to laughter from the group that, “he’ll never be able to dance as long as he has a hole in his backside.”

An older widower on the other side of the room had turned up with a young South-East Asian woman. This was not the first time the group had wondered whether he had been trying to internet date a Thai bride.

All-in-all it had been another pleasant evening. Geoff had announced to the dancers that someone had suggested a coach trip. He had asked people for ideas as to destination, and he’d casually thrown them possibilities such as Blackpool, Skipton or Llandudno. Blackpool received fairly general approval – though it was agreed that a decision should be delayed until some absent members had had a chance to hear the idea and air their views.

Featured Photo

Quite a lot of the dialogue in the story takes place between dances, so I thought that I might illustrate today’s post with a couple of scenes from between dances that I took at the dance venue I visited recently.

As usual, I used my Fuji X-T4 with its 16-55 mm lens to take the shots.

The EXIF data for the featured photo were: the shutter speed was 1/1000secs @ f/2.8 and 55 mm. The ISO was 6400.

Author: writingandphotography0531

I am a retired local government officer. At that time, I was an IT manager and had associated responsibilities for training. I have previously been involved, in various organisations, with aspects of industrial training and management development. My hobby is photography and, until recently, hillwalking in Snowdonia. I have just written my first novel, Persephone and the Photographer, published as a Kindle eBook.

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