A German

I’ve just been on a study day about the treatment of acute trauma 

An interesting mix of counselling approaches CBT and EMDR 

I soaked up information and approaches like a fat Welsh sponge 

It was wonderful 

It cost me 250 £

Money well spent 

The Liverpool study day mixed its participants into small groups and in my group was a serious German born counsellor who smiled rarely 

I found it my mission to make him smile, mainly because I found him terribly attractive

He was butch and masculine and heavily bearded 

He was also far to serious .

And in the afternoon he actually laughed at one of my interactions , a time I challenged the tutor with a colourful comment of “ I think that is bollocks”

At a tea time 1 to 1  he told me seriously that he found me “challenging” in the group work 

And in a sudden moment of privacy and honesty I told him that was because I found him rather attractive 

“I’m in a relationship” he said kindly with a nod

“You bloody would be “ I told him 

He touched my arm for seconds longer than he should of and I lapped up the flirt like a spinster out on a church picnic

Oh lord ! I said and meant it 

And he laughed loud and long, still holding my arm

And before I walked away at the day’s end  he asked me for my phone number