Thanks Sue for another thought-provoking photo to work with.
The Vicar was extremely agitated to find the note and single bloom on the tomb of Sir Harold.
Now in his fifties, what caused him even more distress was the content of the note and its implications.
He was not a handsome man and had never married, which was partly why he had dedicated his life to the church. Now it would appear he had a secret admirer.
He found himself watching the ladies in the congregation very carefully, but without being too obvious. He was greeted with warm smiles and gentle handshakes, but had totally no clue as to who had left the note.
There was another left the following week, and he was none the wiser. This one asked for a reply, but he really had no idea and wondered how indeed he should respond.
He was kneeling in the pews asking for guidance when one of his flock walked towards Sir Harold.
He watched in fascination as another note and perfect rose was left on the tomb, and witnessed a warm flush spread across the face of the depositor when they noticed him.
‘Ah,’ they said sheepishly. ‘ Caught red handed.’
The Vicar was embarrassed and didn’t quite know what to say.
Agnes the organist came scurrying in and broke the spell.
Mr Wilder flushed an even deeper red as Agnes whisked up the note and rose in one movement.
The Vicar breathed a sigh of relief and asked if they had a date in mind for the wedding.
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