Friday, 21 January 2011

Radio Times

"We need a new Radio Times. It starts tommorow". Each word is enunciated slowly and loudly and with exaggerated lip movements, as though she were speaking to someone deaf. My hearing is excellent, Rose is the one hard of hearing. She is also the one in need of the Radio Times. I don't have a television. Well I do, I have an old one but it won't pick up any TV channels due to her life support machine which prevents it from working. Seemingly. The 'life support machine' aka SKY TV is the centre of Rose's life, hence "we need a new Radio Times".
Rose is rather huffy tonight. I don't know why but I can see it in her face and hear it in her voice. She holds her head slightly to one side, huffs a bit, then slowly brings her eyes up to meet mine. Her eyes narrow into a sullen squint. She wants to know where Lin is. Lin was supposed to tell her something and she hasn't. I can see that Rose thinks it was deliberate, that it's a conspiracy. I try to explain but I can't get through.