“I wish you didn’t have to leave,” she said, “It’s lovely having you here with me. I can’t wait until we can make it permanent. I know you have to leave but give me a kiss before you go.”
Friday 6th May At Cathy’s house
They’d been to the supermarket together. This time they’d taken just the one trolley. This time there were no arguments – just happy discussion. Every now and again they’d hold hands as they pushed the trolley together. Every now and again they’d look into each other’s eyes and smile. They really didn’t care how many people noticed how happy they were.
Saturday 7th May Cathy’s House
“Would you like to nosey around my house this time, Steve?” she asked.
“There’s one room that I want to see over and over again,” he said.
“Mmm,” she said, “That was a taster. You have to make me a respectable woman now.”
He knelt down on one knee. “Get up,” she whispered, laughing, “Yes, Yes, Yes.”
“Oh dear,” he said, “But where?”
She knew what he was getting at.
“In Codmanton,” she said, still laughing at him.
“So, shall we approach Father Michael together, my atheist bride-to-be?”
She straddled him and started pounding his chest with her fists.
“Beast,” she said.
“We’ll have to answer a lot of questions if we go to Sheila. I may not be allowed to marry in an Anglican church while my ex-wife is still alive.”
“Oh,” she said, “It will be my pleasure to solve that problem.”
“And there’s the tiny matter of you being an atheist – renowned throughout Codmanton.”
“What’s wrong with the Registry Office?” she asked, “You’re not going to go all religious again on me are you?”
“No, my love,” he said, “Not for a moment. We just have to sort the banns and give Marjorie a chance to burn the place down when she hears.”
Cathy looked alarmed, “She wouldn’t – would she?” she asked, anxiously.
“Nah,” he assured her, ”Not even Marjorie is that mad.”
“So, you’re okay with the Registry Office?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said, ”No problem. Will Emily be your bridesmaid and Barbara your Matron of Honour – do they have these roles at Registry offices?”
“I don’t know,” she said, “We’ll have to tell them all first that we’re going ahead. It’s crazy isn’t it?”
“Well, as we agreed we can do nothing just yet, but I can do some checking on the internet about things like the Registry Office’s requirements for banns and so on. I can also do some research into wills and so forth where second marriages and children are involved. None of that type of electronic noseying will attract Marjorie’s attention.”
“Can’t you do that today, while you’re here? We can both get an idea of what we’ll need to do. I have a reasonable broadband connection. It’s not as good as in the Library but it wouldn’t be safe for me to use that in case Fran saw what I was doing.”
Cathy had a desktop computer, monitor and printer in her ‘Box Room’ where she also had a router to allow internet access. The information that they needed was readily available, but the requirements suggested that getting married even in a civil service was a lengthy process with a need for an appointment, a set notice period, lots of documents to gather. The minimum of time needed would be 28 days from giving notice at the appointment.
It was interesting though reading about their options for the actual form of the service.
The legal implications of a second marriage were thought provoking for them. They realised that they were going to have to give much more thought to those before making any appointment with a solicitor.
The day passed quickly with much of what they had learned being discussed while they worked together in her kitchen, as they shared meals and as they relaxed.
On Saturday night, he stayed over for the first time.
We’re at Cathy’s house again, and the photos of seventies houses today are intended to show that. but As I wrote yesterday, I’m trying to introduce some variety into the shots I use as featured photos.
EXIF data were: Fujifilm X-T4 26 MP cropped sensor mirrorless camera and Fujinon XF 23mm f/2 lens. 1/45 secs @ f/5.6 and 23 mm. The ISO was 160.