This episode of This Is What I Live With took place in front of a live audience at the Sydney Writers' Festival.
JV: Yes, over here, what's your name?
Sandra: I'm Sandra.
JV: Hello Sandra.
Sandra: I may be
divorced by the end of this.
JV: Right.
Sandra: My dear
husband does what I refer to as ‘the slap dance’ in the shower.
JV: The slap
dance? Okay, what is the shower slap dance?
Sandra: Well it’s
a bit like Morris dancing in a cubicle I guess.
*audience laughs*
JV: Oh, so he’s
in the shower slapping his thighs.
Sandra: In the
shower humming *slaps her thighs in
demonstration*
JV: Well that
sounds like a very happy moment.
Sandra: Mmhmm.
JV: Why do you
find it irritating?
Sandra: Well,
we’re trying to economise on the water we use in the shower...
JV: Right.
Sandra: ...and a
20 minute dance doesn’t help.
JV: No. So it’s
20 minutes worth of dancing. Is it also loud and intrusive?
Sandra: I can
hear it from anywhere in the house.
JV: Anywhere in
the house? A daily occurrence?
Sandra: Oh yeah!
JV: Every shower
has the slap dance?
Sandra: Every
shower!
JV: Well look,
oddly enough dear husband is here with us. Hello dear husband!
*audience applauds*
JV: Hello, what’s
your name?
Fred: Fred.
JV: Hello Fred.
Fred: How dare she! A man’s time in the shower is a personal
private moment.
JV: That’s what I would’ve thought.
Fred: It’s where we contemplate the big ideas of the day and work
out how we’re going to proceed with tomorrow.
JV: Mm and the slap dance helps with that?
Fred: There’s no dancing. I’m a latent drummer. The only skin I’ve
got is on my thighs.
JV: Right...okay.
Fred: So I tap them out and I tap my little tunes and so forth.
JV: That sounds lovely.
Fred: Yes.
JV: So, in your mind, what are you doing? She’s seeing it as sort
of a soggy Morris dance. What are you doing?
Fred: I’m getting myself in a good mood to face her again.
*audience erupts*
JV: Musically you’re a latent drummer so what sort of thing...are
you doing a Morris dance there or what?
Fred: Well I’m just doing a... *slaps
his legs* ...That sort of thing.
JV: Bit of a rhythm. Bit of a groove.
Fred: I didn’t plan to share this with you all here this afternoon.
JV: No, but we’re very glad that you did. Is it 20 minutes?
Fred: No...No...Just until the hot water runs out.
JV: Yeah, well that’s alright. Now, were you aware that Sandra
wasn’t happy with the soggy Morris dance?
Fred: Oh she tells me about it frequently but how can she hear me
from downstairs in the kitchen? She’s supposed to be cooking the dinner.
JV: Yeah exactly. Why isn’t she concentrating on what she’s doing
instead of worrying about what you’re up to? Sandra, now that you’ve heard that
Fred does this in order to fill his day with joy, it’s one of the few pleasures
left to him, and in order that he can face you again, do you want him to stop?
Sandra: Oh...my...God...
*audience laughs*
JV: Right, you do want him to stop? You’d like him to stop doing
it?
Sandra: Well I would actually, yeah, but I don’t think it’s going
to happen.
JV: Fred, you’re aware now that Sandra finds this enormously
irritating. Can you stop?
Fred: Well it puts a bit of difference between us and we’re at
arm’s length for a little while but we make up rather specially.
JV: Oh! Well, we
might leave you at that point. I don’t know that we need to follow the making
up but Fred and Sandra thank you so much. Thank you for sharing that in
absolutely riveting detail.