The Holy Spirit [Open]

[Hannah Trewith]

She rubbed the back of her neck, chuckling somewhat shyly. 'Yes, I... didn't realise I'd said that aloud... oops.'

'No, not at all! You're not being rude,' Hannah assured her. Phew. Everything was okay. It was true that lots of people, herself included, were not themselves when they were tired. In fact, Hannah was getting a little drowsy herself. She made a mental note not to stay much later and instead finish her drawing of the bar at home. She was blessed with a fairly accurate photographic memory, and she'd been to the place enough times to know even the order of the bottles on the shelves.

'You know, you're probably working too hard,' she suggested, finishing up her brownie and wiping her mouth on a napkin. Then, she had a brainwave. 'You should plan a holiday! I'm sure the vicar from the next village would be sure to cover your church for a week or so. Do you have family? You could go to London and have a city break, go and see a show? Or, if you're on your own, stay in a nice hotel, pamper yourself a little? Sometimes it feels like Penchurch is a holiday, and you don't realise how much you need a real one.'

[Lucy Parr]

Lucky chuckled and returned Hannah's smile. "I do that all the time." she assured her. Speaking her thoughts out loud was only one of the low-level signs of madness that Lucy encountered.

"Oh, good." As a vicar, being rude was practically the Eighth Deadly Sin. One could not alienate one's congregation, or else the Church would not be happy, and the vicar in question would likely soon be packin their bags- not that Hannah was one of her regular congregation, but still... It was the principle of the thing. And she couldn't be rude to the woman just because she didn't go to church every week. Otherwise, she wouldn't speak to half the world.

Working too hard? That was quite likely- Lucy took her job seriously, and she tried to do her best. A holiday sounded nice... A few weeks on the Costa del Sol, or the Riviera... Mm. It was, after all, the quiet time of the year as they moved into January. "You know, that's not a bad idea." Lucy remarked. "I don't have family, but I dare say I could find a friend or two. Somewhere hot sounds nice at this time of year."