New Tangled Tango #24


Steve was quieter than usual. He had arrived early and helped to set out the tables and chairs. He sat talking to Beryl and George during the dance and told them that he had now spoken to Marjorie and would be seeing her again shortly. They agreed that he was doing the right thing.

During the refreshments break, while Tony was across the room talking to some friends, Cathy came to sit next to Steve.


“I just wanted you to know,” she said, “Paul has heard back from Croxton council about those jobs you said might be advertised soon. The ad will be in this week’s Gazette and they’ll be interviewing in three weeks’ time. They seem to have liked his letter and they’ve sent him an application form. He’s really pleased. He’s not there yet, but it’s the most promising development for him in ages.”

“Thanks for letting me know Cathy,” he said, “I suppose that they have to go through the proper procedure and consider his application with everyone else’s. The good sign is that they’ve not simply rejected his letter because the jobs had still not been advertised.”

“Yes, it’s a good sign. The other thing I was going to mention to you,” she said, “was about your suggestion that we meet up to get to know each other better. I realise that you were only thinking about us getting a better understanding regarding our different attitudes to religious faith, but we never have had a chance to talk other than here at dances and across a dining table. I don’t really know anything about you, and I suppose it’s the same for you about me.”

“That’s a lovely thought,” he said, “I’d really enjoy that. Had you given any thought about when or about a venue.”

“Well,” she said, “How would you feel about this for an idea? I initially thought about us meeting up in a café, or going out for a meal together, but that sounds too much like a date. I don’t think that we’re on that page,” they smiled at each other, “Would you like to come to my house for a natter over a cup of tea or coffee – see I don’t even know which you prefer?”

“A cup of tea would be great,” he said, “I could bring some cakes.”

“Okay,” she said, “would next Saturday suit you, say at ten-thirty?”

“Down to the ground,” he said, “I’ll look forward to that, very much. You live near Geoff and Mary don’t you?”

“Yes, she said, “Number fourteen.”

They chatted for a few moments before Geoff picked up his microphone.

“We open Round Two everyone, with a Turf Tango – a sod of a dance.”

His awful pun gave rise to a mixture of merriment and friendly heckling.

Tony had returned to his seat by that time and he led Cathy onto the dance floor: Steve, cheered by Cathy’s invitation, walked across to dance with Olwyn.

Featured Photo

We’re dancing again today, so I can use dance photos again for the start of the post and for the featured photo.

EXIF data were: Fujifilm X-T4 26 MP cropped sensor mirrorless camera plus Fujinon XF 10-24 f/2.8 lens. 1/1000 secs @ f/2.8 and 16.5 mm. 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.

3 thoughts

    1. An interesting beginning. I suspect that some readers may find the next two meetings bewildering, or boring, but Cathy will need to understand Steve’s thinking and to find a way to respect him, if not more – and all this credibly if possible.


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