The Retreat

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The Retreat – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beautifully lit retreat with large windows overlooking a little pond and a decking area. Twinkling lights surround the pond.

It had stood there for years, always popular, always full.
Everyone knew The Retreat.
It was a rendezvous for strangers looking to make new friends, a meeting place for secret lovers away from the normal crowds and people they knew.
It was a bus stop for my bus going to school, though coming home, the stop was named after the church on the opposite side of the road.
I have happy memories of The Retreat.
Not as you may think though.
A quiet corner and an old piano, sing songs for the elderly in The Snug, reminiscing of days long gone brought to the forefront of their mind by old melodies from even older musicals.
Joyful voices in celebration over Christmas and New Year, cheers and chants as one year ended and a new one began. They passed the hat, and I came away with over thirty quid.

It’s a supermarket now. They demolished the pub way back in the 80s, digging out the cellars to make an underground car park. I haven’t been back. Those I entertained all those years ago are long departed. Happy days though.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to The Retreat

  1. willowdot21 says:

    This rings true, especially playing the piano.
    Back in the early seventies we lived in Devon. Hubby’s parents bran a pub in Exeter. It was the last chance saloon for those who were banned from every other pub in Exeter! Anyhow long story short if its still standing it became a Tesco’s!

    • True story here Willow. There’s an olde worlde pub called The World’s End which I played at too. Apparently my maternal grandmother signed her name on the ceiling!! I have no idea if it’s still standing, and to be honest, doubt if I could even find it now!

  2. murisopsis says:

    Love the way this one weaves what must be fiction and reality!

    • All true.
      The Retreat pub was a good ‘Blind Date’ meet, and there were rooms available for over-nighters from out of town.
      I played there two or three times and it always ended up as a sing song.

    • I should add this is not the pub Hubby and I met at all those years ago as The Retreat had already been demolished. Our first meeting was at what used to be called The Halfway and when revamped became the Grasshopper.

  3. Carol anne says:

    happy days, Di! Loved this! 😀

  4. Archon's Den says:

    Lovely story. Pure fiction? Or fond memories? 🙂

    • Memories. I played the piano in several pubs and clubs over the years as a visitor, not a regular thing. Because I play the oldies, a lot of the regulars liked to sing along. It was good times.

  5. KL Caley says:

    Oh, this place sounds like a right riot. Not so much a pub but when I was growing up, we were always all squished into someone’s house for the new year, a guitar would emerge from goodness knows where and a singsong would be had by all. We kids absolutely loved it but doesn’t seem to be the done thing anymore. Thank you so much for sharing. Brought back great memories. KL ❤

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