Geoffrey's Monologue

Geoffrey is the local Vicar, and husband of Susan. It is Sunday evening and he is sat in his office reflecting on his day.

Another fantastic session in the house of the Lord this morning. It was a tad chilly as the boiler was out again, but that was more thanm compensated for by the warmth of the crowd as i englightened them with the Lord's message. Well, with the exception of Susan. She was late again, for the second week running. I do worry about the woman somethimes. Semon went swimmingly, as usual. I decided to be a little controversial on this occasion and tackle the subject of love making, perhaps in the hope that Susan might give the topic a little more thought at home, but it was to no avail.

Anyway, i could barely contain myself as i revealed that we were to be blessed with a visit from the Bishop after the Easter festivities. My brothers and sisters shared my enthusiasm and chattered excitedly, again with the exception orf Susan who appeared indifferent to the wonderful news. She must have still been digesting my capitvating Sermon.

Half hoping to be suprised when we returned home, i was welcomed only by the same chicken wing dish that we had every Sunday afternoon. I attempted to raise the subject again but Susan was more interested in the Parish magazine. Proceeding to my study, i wondered what i was doing wrong. Maybe it's just me.